Arlene Dahl said farewell last week, and I bet most people don’ t know who Arlene Dahl was. She was one of the most beautiful women who...

Turn back time... I’m obsessed with a few things and people. Always have been. Clouds, bridges, fire flies, Elizabeth Taylor, french...

My favorite time to work is 3 am, when everyone is sleeping. Always has been. It’s a different kind of quiet – there’s a kind of...

It's back. This week the Sarasota Ballet season started and so, too, the opera. And the museums have new exhibitions. And the Rolling...

Last week I went to Manhattan. My Manhattan – as anyone who’s ever lived there for more than a decade would say, with the attitude that...

She skydives. Of course she does. Every chance she gets. We met 11 years ago through work. She was the client, I was the hired hand. We...

Here’s the thing about writing – it’s hard. And I don’t actually understand how it happens. You, and by “you”, of course, I mean “me”,...

Joan Mitchell was an idea. A seemingly impossible idea – a successful (in her own lifetime) and respected (in her own lifetime) and...

They came from near and far. They came to celebrate an event twice delayed that now was actually happening. Family, friends, soul mates,...

When others come first So, here’s a thought – what if other people’s well being came before the thought of your own? Interesting, right?...

Some people seem to work all the time. I mean, ALL THE TIME. A body in motion tends to stay in motion, and all that. I think that’s why...

Mutual is the operative word Some years ago, in an interview situation where I was a finalist for a job I wanted, one of the interviewers...

I didn’t write a blog today, I didn’t have a topic. I guess that makes me idea-less or, some might say, myopic. Or maybe it’s the...

I received a handwritten note the other day...written on a note card...in ink...and signed..... Nice. The handwriting looks like the...

Miss me? I’ve missed you. I wonder if there's an app for that... I’ve been busy doing upgrades to apps. A sentence I never thought I’d...

Getting to know all about you. Well, a little bit anyway, because their legends are just beginning. The Muse and I are blessed with...

I’m thinking of four, though there are many, but four especially, thanks to the wonders of Instagram. Four special talents. Four...

I used to “do brunch.” New York. The Eighties. it was a thing. Probably out late the night before, definitely slept in, maybe passed...

It’s Sunday morning and I’m sitting on the balcony, looking out at a beautifully peaceful sky, calm blue-green water in the distance, and...

Just for this picture alone. When they met, she was 21 and Picasso was 61. They parented 2 children, she inspired his work endlessly, she...