Thoughts and sketches on humans, nature, running, and the end of the world
In the last couple of days, husband and I have been traveling. My fiercely independent mother-in-law, S., fell and broke her arm, and we helped with transportation and doctor appointments. There was a lot of waiting, and I did a lot of sketching. I first sketched a toy truck that was in S. living...
This post is about getting happier at work, the surprising effects of physical exercise, and the spirit of Steve Jobs channeled through my iPod. For a couple of days I’ve had this idea buzzing in my head with the obnoxious persistence of a silly tune. The thought was to write a post about going...
I didn’t have any intention to watch Steven Bognar and Julia Reichert’s documentary A lion in the house that aired on PBS last Wednesday and Thursday. Who in their right mind would want to watch a documentary on very sick kids going through cancer treatment? Especially with no reassurance that, as it usually happens...
Today I ate my lunch outside. It was a warm, breezy spring day, one of these perfect days that we experience rarely in a year. The sky was blue, the trees full of white and pink flowers, the air felt and smelled sweet, and the breeze was just cold enough to make me appreciate...
In the last issue of Mojo, Bruce Springsteen, who is now 56 years old, talks about mortality : “… the finiteness of your experience is real once you are in your late fifties. This is finite. There is a limited amount of years left in what you’re doing. (…) part of taking your place...
A few weeks ago I felt quite sorry for myself (long before Katrina, when I didn’t yet feel ashamed to feel sorry for myself). It was Friday evening and I was still at work finishing a report. Usually I leave work earlier on Fridays and I enjoy some Anto quality time by myself. I...
