Darryle Pollack | I never signed up for this...
confessions of a cluttered mind
Did you make New Year’s resolutions? I like the concept-–the approach of a shiny new year full of unlimited possiiblity and potential—unspoiled by problems and pressures…. which lasts until 12:01. But I don’t like the reality: every time I made a resolution to cut back on chocolate, it lasted approximately until 12:02. The real problem [...]
I’m a little late sometimes. (translation: I’m a complete procrastinator.) So I feel kind of proud that I’m posting this video just a few minutes (okay, a few hours) after it became available. I’m also kind of comforted that I’m not the only one who’s a little late–it took BlogHer a few weeks to post [...]
A message from the universe was delivered as I was writing my last post about my mentor, Joe Abrell. While looking for pictures of Joe, I came across a trove of memorabilia from those early days of television. It not only brought up wonderful memories—it also proves that I walk a fine line between being [...]
Someone famously said there’s nothing to writing: just sit down at a typewriter and open a vein. Less famously, I’d say there’s nothing to blogging, either: just stand up in front of an audience and strip– till you’re stark naked. Which is kind of what it’s like to be one of the Voices of the Year—my [...]
If only the internet had existed when I was a young mom. Regularly bragging blogging about my kids online —parenthood doesn’t get much better than that. Getting away for a weekend with other like-minded moms to bond and learn– and party—even better. That’s one reason I planned to be writing this weekend from Asheville, North [...]
I haven’t been in a classroom for years and I’m not around little kids often—so it was fun going back to school the other day. I was there as a substitute—only not for the teacher. I was there as something else I’m not—a grandparent. Until I moved to the Monterey Peninsula I never heard [...]
Lately the universe is conspiring to give me a shove over some invisible line….into a demographic group where I don’t belong. Nothing against the rest of you….. but I never signed up for this……. Boomer? Technically. Senior? No thanks. Especially when the label is attached to a piece describing how we’re dinosaurs in this [...]
How could you miss the irony? There’s my piece on the Huffington Post, about women over 50 being invisible—right at the moment when 60-year old Arianna Huffington becomes just about the most visible woman in the world. I couldn’t help seeing the merger as a symbol that affects all women, all ages—whether or not it [...]
I am woman hear me roar in numbers too big to ignore If you’re old enough to remember those words, you’ll get this. And you should read it even if you’re not. Whether you fear it, lie about it or celebrate it, the number 50 seems way too big to ignore. Yet, ironically the opposite [...]
Sometimes we have childhood memories of experiences….that we think we remember—but we really don’t. Instead of the actual experience,what we really remember are the stories we’ve heard a million times. Pictures are the same as stories. They make memories real even if we don’t remember them. I wouldn’t believe I’ve done a lot of things [...]
After becoming a writer, artist, TV journalist, mother and breast cancer survivor----I realize nothing turns out the way we expect. So I blog about handling the big and little things — with humor, humanity, and hope.
The knobs say it all: Susan is the super-hero inside every woman. Made of ceramic knobs, hand–painted tiles, on a painted background. Measures 12″ X 12″ .
It's the combination, of course. And the locks will open for the right person---(to be revealed on the back when you take her home.) Made of combination locks and hand-painted tiles on a painted background. Measures 14" by 14".
Pun intended. A nice pair---of pears...made of miniature porcelain boxes, surrounded by painted tiles and broken china on a painted background. Measures 11" square.
Hope: not only on her driver’s license, but in her heart. Ceramic ribbon, hand-painted tiles on a painted background, measures 9 inches square.
Word surrounded by hand-painted tiles in bright and beautiful (gold and marine blue) colors, with border of tiny gold tiles. Measures 11" square.
True beauty lies in the imperfections. Irregular mirror surrounded by hand-painted tiles with a border of ceramic tiles. Measures 11" square.
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