Jun 15th, 2020 I travelled from island to marina to tennis to nursery for purchase of spices and back to island for planting. This planter is linear and plentiful comprising of rosemary, oregano, and lavender. The borders are closed, and our travel is limited and needs planning. Pre-ordered spices, soil and filter cloth and went at preordained time to collect all. Growth and moving forward is what we need to do now and the enjoyment of food with homegrown enhancements is life to the fullest. Eat, drink and play.

May 14th, 2020 Student days in Rome studying the geometry of the temples depicting them on mylar with ink pens. Truly a lost art and passion. The mistakes of the pens are reminders of imperfection that are beautiful. Studying a plan is similar to walk in someone else’s mind feeling the axis and shapes you can explore the plan creating your own. This I called the Chapel of Hope for the celebration of the rites of passage in 1986, a prime time for post modernism. A band of rare red stone holding the washcourse in my pencil crayons.

Apr 14th, 2020 Courchevel, France seems like a lifetime ago and I have so many beautiful photos both exterior and interiors. Unbelievable restaurants, hotels and mountains all in the alps while this raging virus spread; I chose this picture as it symbolizes a tree of hope growing under its constraints in a very controlled environs. Ironic, contrived, yet, clever. Very little left to chance and today we all want control with freedom at the same time, something inside me wants to take the tree outside but it would perish: strange.