Author Archives: Theodora Goss

Oh my! It’s been such a busy week. Today, I’ve actually had some time to rest, for the first time in about a week. And you know, it feels nice. I’m eating dinner as I type: a chicken hot dog … Continue reading →

First, I saw the video, and it reminded me of the painting, which reminded me of the photograph and a poem I had written some time ago. But I’ll give you the poem first, then the photograph, then the painting, … Continue reading →

My poor old camera is on its last tripod (get it? on its last legs, but cameras don’t have legs? sorry, it’s been that sort of day). And I still haven’t had time to figure out my lovely new camera … Continue reading →

When I was a teenager, I read Flowers in the Attic. You probably did too, if you are female and around my age. I don’t remember much about it, although every once in a while I see a movie version … Continue reading →

One of my favorite poems is W.B. Yeats’ “The Man Who Dreamed of Fairyland.” He stood among a crowd at Dromahair; His heart hung all upon a silken dress, And he had known at last some tenderness, Before earth took … Continue reading →

I promised that I would show you pictures of the Arnold Scaasi exhibit, so here they are. The exhibit was small, all in one room, but quite rich in terms of its range and the outfits themselves.  You could spend … Continue reading →

While I was sick, I watched a movie that had been given to us as a gift and that I had never watched: Julie & Julia. I thought it would be the sort of movie one could watch while sick, … Continue reading →