More Thoughts: Six

The importance of memory. I’m not sure where I read this piece by Borges. Knowing that the author was blind, made it particularly poignant. While it didn’t apply directly to me, I now realize how, as we age, memory will be our life. Borges – L’Artefice “He (Hector) had never lingered over the pleasures ofContinue reading “More Thoughts: Six”

More Thoughts: Five

Then there was the guard at MOMA where I worked as a student when I was attending NYU. Before becoming secretary to Monroe Wheeler, my job was basically simple  – working in the ticket booth or selling books. That didn’t stop me from looking at the paintings whenever I could, or looking down from the rooftopContinue reading “More Thoughts: Five”

Second Thoughts on Starting Anew

Once upon a time, say 20 years ago. When did it all begin? –and I don’t mean the eclipse. I mean when your life turns from being only what you plan and starts to include a dependence on what others think you should or shouldn’t do. Yesterday it was you who was boss, now graduallyContinue reading “Second Thoughts on Starting Anew”

Doors — Who Knows

You never know what lies behind a door. That’s the point. A door may conceal what was never meant to be seen. The odds and ends, the remnants,  of some magnum opus. The mundane residue of what once was grand. An open door may suddenly reveal three levels of  brick arches, piggyback one on theContinue reading “Doors — Who Knows”