Posted in artwork, expat life, textile art, tagged quilt, words for step relationships on April 21, 2008 | 3 Comments »
In my ongoing efforts to expand my skills, I’ve been taking a machine quilting class from Ramona Conconi in Melide (Lugano), Switzerland. And I also did a Saturday workshop in serigraphy (silkscreen printing) with her. This quilt is a result of both lessons.
The print is from a photo of my stepdaughter which I took on [...]
Posted in expat life, tagged looking for beauty, Milan on April 16, 2008 | No Comments »
Here are some more images of happened-upon beauty in Milan:
You will have noticed by now that there are no shots of the Duomo or the Galleria or other famous sites in my collection. That’s because the point of this exercise is not to visit beauty but to see beauty here, wherever I am. So I [...]
Posted in expat life, interdependence, tagged contemporary art parks, Italy, looking for beauty, sculpture gardens on March 28, 2008 | No Comments »
Last week, my husband and I visited an open-air sculpture museum and a city whose streets and squares serve as exhibition spaces for contemporary sculpture. Both were in the rolling countryside of Emilia-Romagna, near Bologna. Last summer, by chance, we had discovered the marvelous Giardino di Daniel Spoerri in Seggiano, Tuscany and, just recently, I [...]
Posted in expat life, tagged first leaves of spring, Milan, Milano, spring on March 12, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Spring is in the air, the leaves are emerging, I’ve had a couple of nice encounters with friends, and I’m feeling good. In fact, better than I’ve felt in a long time. In a sense, I feel like that joyful, positive, expansive person I’ve been most of my life but haven’t seen for a while [...]
Posted in expat life, tagged belonging, expat, jury duty, voting on February 7, 2008 | No Comments »
I served jury duty on Super Tuesday. I’d already voted by mail but knew my vote was being counted that day as I sat waiting at the courthouse. I had a strong sense of civic belonging, a clear feeling of being part of a society. This is something I realize I’ve missed living so many [...]
