And That Is All

As a youngster at Camp Takodah, my nephew Stuart, along with his fellow campers, had to produce a 'meal ticket' to get into the dining hall for Sunday evening dinner. Said ticket took the form of a stamped addressed envelope holding a personally handwritten letter home to parents. One of those sweet letters, delightfully well drafted by Stuart, ended with the words, And that is all I have to say.

Little did he know he was penning what would become a frequently-invoked and highly-valued stock family sentence for ending any kind of missive when one reaches the point, no matter how early in the game, where there is nothing else coming to mind.

And that is all I have to say.

I Can't Change Where I Come From
3.5 x 5" postcard; acrylic, pencil, collage, and pastel on watercolor paper
abstract
2019

(Forever) New Love

New Love

I am telling my hands

not to blossom into roses

I am telling my feet

not to turn into birds

and fly over rooftops

I am putting a hat on my head

so the flaming meteors

in my hair

will hardly show.

                           Eve Merriam

Flaming Meteors
4x5.5" valentine for my Valentine; acrylic and pastel on paper
abstract
2019