An international decorating team called our studio one afternoon. A Chinese pavilion was being built and the designers wanted to meet about painting the interior. They messengered over the plans. Unrolling the thick plan set, I expected to see a fascinating folly...
On a work trip to Paris I had a free day. I found a train to Giverny and decided to visit Claude Monet’s house and famous garden. His paintings never moved me much but I was keen to see the countryside and his home. Upon boarding the early morning train the fresh...
In the early 70’s I spent a year and a half with my young son, alone in the middle of thousands of acres of rolling grassland. When we settled into the small farmhouse this landscape seemed empty. Soon Jamey and I set out toward clusters of low trees on far away...
For thousands of years color has been used to elevate mood, to heal, to delight, and to calm. In ancient Egypt the God Thoth was credited as the founder of the art of “healing with color”. In ancient Greek mythology, Hermes ruled healing with color, as well as...
In 1968 I was eighteen when my son, James, was born. A complication caused a severe bleeding disorder and in the hours that followed I floated off into the wild blue yonder, dissolved into the vibration of color and sound, a delight beyond my power to explain. Each...