Monthly Archives: September 2018

Bury Me Under the Weeping Willow

… I recorded this song, first recorded by the Carter Family in 1927 during the famous Bristol sessions, over a weekend in the South Mountain back at Ed Cox’s cabin in 2011 shortly after Hurricane Irene blew over many trees up and down the east […]

the prologue

… … … … … … … … wind touches skin wind isn’t skin wind … words are birds … eye is sky … Dear Words Reverberating on my eardrum’s skin you come in like a finger on a guitar string. Sound sends me quivering. […]

Art Young Cartoons

… Patsy Margolin, a country singer, a student of Ravi Shankar, and a colleague of mine in the beginning fight to save the community park and garden, La Plaza Cultural, which led to the bigger battle of saving all community gardens in NYC, gave me […]

Rain Pastels with Charcoal by Robert Rhodes

… Robert Rhodes, who lives in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, often paints the surrounding countryside that has remained undeveloped, mostly due to the Amish, since William Penn and his heirs first chopped down the forests and began farming there. There is something about the beginning in this […]