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The Great Dame of Death
Read more: The Great Dame of DeathShe’s not dead. But she’s not alive. She exists somewhere in the realm of the once was. A beautiful hat, tilted over her eye. A dress, swirling with colors—the color of flowers, of the sky, of the ocean, and of a busy marketplace. Of life. She’s sophisticated, she’s out and about. She’s full of life.…
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Worst Father Ever
Read more: Worst Father EverThis past Saturday, on 20 June here in the United States, we took time to recognize the wonderful fathers and father figures who are important in our lives by celebrating Father’s Day. I too participated in this special day of commemoration and actually had my cards and gifts ready to go early (I still can’t…
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The Wisdom of a Starry Night
Read more: The Wisdom of a Starry NightI had a totally different post planned for today. I knew what I wanted to say, and the pictures I wanted to use. I had it all ready to go in my head. Except that when I sat down to work on it, I got…sidetracked. Trying so hard to check more and more things off…
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The Vainest of them All
Read more: The Vainest of them AllIs it the smile—smug and a little condescending? The tilt of her head, lifted slightly as she looks down both literally and figuratively on those around her? Maybe it’s the jewels, or the opulent fabric of her gown. Or maybe, even more likely, it is the mirror in her hand, a mirror that is likely…
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A Thousand Words
Read more: A Thousand WordsWhen you look at him, what do you see? A god? A human? Something in between? The day was a sunny mid-afternoon in Rome, spent sightseeing and wandering the halls of the Galleria Borghese. I had seen many beautiful things that day—sculptures, ancient crumbling buildings, lovely frescoes— all testaments to human creativity and vision, glimpses…
Winter Betancourt 