We painted our 120 year old Edwardian hallway turquoise, a firm upward finger to the pandemic fashions of “neutral” grays and taupes. Our painter confessed he was initially horrified (only knowing clients who were nervous about ahistorical paint jobs), but that he ultimately loved it. He found this color comforting and enlivening, a color that […]
One – nous sommes août. I like that in French “we are” a month. I am August, living in Paris for a month. July and August (like their Roman Emperor namesakes) have been prodigious in black comedy hours.
This summer (this year actually) is clean-up time. That means pushing forward old music projects to wear big-girl pants in the world, the first of which will be a release of a single in the late summer – details to come! It’s also going through piles of stuff, including some beloved childhood books. I came across one from my mother’s childhood, Manners Can Be Fun, by Munro Leaf, who wrote gems like Ferninand, and How to Behave and Why.