Singing Squirrel

Singing Squirrel

I like to think most kids adopt a neighborhood squirrel at some point. We had a regular visitor during one childhood summer. We fed him nuts, and with each feeding he became more trusting of our relationship. Gaining confidence in our good will,...
Sculpture Wars

Sculpture Wars

Bad Art In past posts I’ve gone the extra mile defending art that many find inaccessible, strange and confusing. Check out some of my earlier thoughts on abstract art and jazz music. They may not convince, but they will support that I’m not artistically...
Toys Were Us

Toys Were Us

I want a Cootie Bug . . . If you grew up Christmas observant, your annual ritual may have included the visit to Santa to share your memorized list of toys. If not, maybe you’ll still find something herein to appreciate. The Missouri History Museum in St. Louis...
Music in the Key of Whimsy

Music in the Key of Whimsy

Strings, Pipes, and Loud Clashing Cymbals!  So what’s with all these cartoony musicians I keep plastering all over social media? Thanks for asking. There is a bit of a backstory for why I do so many musical images, especially since I’m known more for...
Play

Play

A Brief Note This is my first post in a while. Just as I recommited to posting once a week, I suffered a detached retina, underwent surgery, and went into a fairly slow recovery which is still happening. I’m getting better each day, but the fixed eye is still...