Notes from the plague pokey March 31, 2020 Carol L. Douglas There is restorative power in art, which is why so many people are drawn to it. Empty plaza with police… Continue Reading →
Life in a gilded cage March 30, 2020 Carol L. Douglas Buenos Aires is a ghost town from coronavirus. We’re waiting here until all Americans who can be rescued, are. Those… Continue Reading →
Our last day of quarantine March 27, 2020 Carol L. Douglas Much of what we do is meaningless time-filler. When that has been torn away, where are you left? Unfinished last… Continue Reading →
Montezuma’s revenge March 26, 2020 Carol L. Douglas We had almost cleared quarantine, so why were we suddenly all feeling rotten? Kellee Mayfield listens to rap music while… Continue Reading →
Climb every mountain March 25, 2020 Carol L. Douglas “If all your friends jumped off a cliff, would you, too?” Apparently, yes. The Whole Enchilada, by Carol L. Douglas,… Continue Reading →
Capturing the rainbow March 24, 2020 Carol L. Douglas I don’t think we can count on them sending the helicopters any time soon. By the Rio Blanco in the… Continue Reading →
No, we’re not panicking March 23, 2020 Carol L. Douglas Is this ‘The Sound of Music’ or ‘Groundhog Day’? Cliffs, by Carol L. Douglas, 12X16, available. A tale of woe… Continue Reading →
That way madness lies March 21, 2020 Carol L. Douglas Stranded, we don’t have the luxury of recrimination. We recognize that we all must pull together. I amuse myself with… Continue Reading →
Hiking in the Andes March 20, 2020 Carol L. Douglas “You don’t belong here,” the young men said. “Go home!” Rio Electrico, by Carol L. Douglas, 8X10, available. Whatever our… Continue Reading →
Plans derailed March 19, 2020 Carol L. Douglas I want to roam, but I don’t want to be a stupid American who gets into trouble with the military… Continue Reading →