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CONSIDER THE FLOUNDER


“Orange_ watercolor by kayti sweeetland rasmussen Would you be better off not knowing? Baby flounders look like any other normal fish, swimming upright with one eye on each side of their face. Then they undergo a bizarre transformation: one eye migrates to the other side of the face. It’s like a fishy facial reconstructive surgery. […]

PERSPECTIVES OF A CHURCH


“Ranchos de Taos” watercolor by kayti sweetland rasmussen It’s entire name is “San Francisco de Asis Mission church and it has stood in the plaza in Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico since 1816. Possibly one of the most photographed churches in the Southwest, its rear view has attracted the attention of artists from all over […]

IT CAN HAPPEN HERE


I am intrigued that throughout history characters like the fictional Benzelius “Buzz” Windrip and the very real Adolph Hitler arise to disrupt and distract. My post today is an excerpt from Richard Rorty”s book Achieving Our Country; Leftist Thought in Twentieth Century America In 1998 Richard Rorty, American philosopher and academic wrote of the emerging […]

MAKE YOUR BED


“Downtown Lady” watercolor by kayti sweetland rasmussen Making one’s bed is pretty basic to most of us, like changing your socks, returning your phone calls and possibly eating your oatmeal. It happens to be the title of a new book by former Navy Seal Admiral Andrew McRaven, whom I saw interviewed on TV. I haven’t […]

FIRST WEDNESDAYS


“Tres Mujeres” watercolor painting by kayti sweetland rasmussen My island of Alameda was lovely as always yesterday. It occurred to me that none of us has ever wished we had lived anywhere else. We “ladies who have been lunching since high school” meet on the first Wednesday of each month to do a little gossiping […]

DISCARDING THE UNUSED


Once you decide that you are not going to make all of the recipes you have been collecting for 71 years, it is time to sort through the mess. As I have confessed in the past, I surprised my husband on our honeymoon with the knowledge that I did not cook. My soul accomplishment was […]

“EULOGY”


“Black Elk,” watercolor painting by kayti sweetland rasmussen “Eulogy” by Sherman Alexie My mother was a dictionary, She was one of the last fluent speakers of our tribal language. She knew dozens of words that no one else knew. When she died, we buried all those words with her. My mother was a dictionary. She […]