when pictures fail me…
The older I get, the more OCD’d I get. Before the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders shone a clinical light on our brain tickings, the phrase “set in … Continue reading →
Part of a memoir of my art student days in NYC, early 1970s – Chapter 9 Clutching my Greyhound ticket, I peered at departure times in the Port Authority Bus … Continue reading →
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