Many beautiful trees carry thorns. I study them. Instead of staying glued to television during the election I spent time in my studio painting out frustrations. It is a place I go to remind myself that people are basically good
Revised and re-edited, the second edition of Lives of Museum Junkies is now available. It corrects mistakes and brings stories about the development of science centers up to date, covering ongoing events affecting communities nationwide. * * * When I
Chestnut trees are known to live 800 years. Imagine the changes that occur while they spread their limbs during the fourth industrial revolution. The Fourth Industrial Revolution COVID-19 is a wake-up call, a shout-out for resilience. The pandemic created a
Whose Freedom is it? The question raised is how far should freedoms go? Does freedom of speech give you the right to lie or incite hatred? Is a free press given the right to spread false rumors? The Declaration of
Creativity Amidst Chaos As chaos swirls around us, it calls on our creativity. In the face of multiple challenges, we have to stay positive to maintain sanity. Though seeds of our problems were planted years ago, it was staying home
Though the super wealthy may not be biologically the fittest, they certainly know how to survive without rubbing elbows with 4,800 fellow travelers. Survival of the Fittest and Social Darwinism Trying times make me think of Darwin’s theory of evolution
Please excuse me for being late with my blog this week. Though not surprised by her death, for I knew how ill Ruth Bader Ginsburg was, I was saddened. Coming on the back of a pandemic, protests against police brutality,
When the pandemic started I began writing letters to two African American children who call me Grandma. Over the summer I spent Thursday afternoons with them engaged in science and art projects. They practiced soccer moves and played with hula
Though it is not what we wished for, we are propelled through a pandemic that provides us with the gift of time. It is a gift that puts us alone with our thoughts, letting us contemplate about our past and
Labor in the Woods A few days ago, I went to the Gifford Pinchot National Forest in Washington to explore old growth Cedar trees for a picture I was painting. It seemed like a perfect way to celebrate the last
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