Happiness, where are you?

“Happiness, where are you? Come out, come out, where ever you are!” Though retired I’m still ambitious. I strive to accomplish a lot of things each and every day but find true, long lasting happiness eludes me. While happiness seems to be on everybody’s wish list, I wonder if it’s been made up by greetingContinue reading “Happiness, where are you?”

Eating, Drinking, Munching and Me

It was sometime in 1969 when my dental hygienist, an attractive, middle-aged single Italian woman who was also a family friend, peered into my molars and asked me if I was smoking pot (which I was but I didn’t want to confess to her). Immediately thoughts raced through my head: I am in trouble. MyContinue reading “Eating, Drinking, Munching and Me”

Illegitimi non carborundum

“Illegitimi non carborundum” (Latin) translates as “don’t let the bastards wear you down”.  It was a sign my dad affixed to his office door at Parker Products, Inc, the snack food/health food manufacturer that he founded and managed for some 35 years, retiring in his early seventies after a much larger snack food producer acquiredContinue reading “Illegitimi non carborundum”

In praise of dilapidated houses near RI Rte 8

Chepatchet, a village within Glocester, known to some as “Foster-Glocester” because neither Foster or Glocester, adjacent to each other, has a school population large enough to be on its own, but has one school district through the merger of the two. Chepatchet is situated in the northwest corner of Rhode Island, at the junction ofContinue reading “In praise of dilapidated houses near RI Rte 8”

The weathered look of dilapidated houses

As much as I talk about calligraphy as my primary medium of interest, it’s really black and white illustration, pen & ink and technical drawing that interests me.  I’m drawn to housing, barns, buildings and storefronts that display the ravages of time, whether born from neglect, age, weather, calamity or some combination of these.  InanimateContinue reading “The weathered look of dilapidated houses”