Punching Bag

This is the top of a punching bag at my gym. I don’t use that thing often enough; it always feels really great.

The Intersection of Pain & Sweat

This is the grungey old mat at my exercise place. I can’t tell you how many tears and drops of sweat have fallen on its spongey surface. Can you see the little claw marks from my fingernails?

After School Snack

After a long day, a scone and a carrot really hit the spot.

Carrot Mouth

Those tell-tale orange stains will give it away every time.

Dimples

People have frequently remarked on how my older daughter resembles me.  But it’s harder for me to see; I think she looks an awful lot like her dad. They both have cheek AND chin dimples, which I find irresistible in both of them.

It’s Taking Over

I have no idea what this is, but it has completely taken over our front yard/garden.

Mom

That’s my mommy. She is Scooter’s best friend.

Old White Dog

That’s our Scooter. He doesn’t scoot much anymore; he can barely walk. He’s either 15 or 16. But he can still wag his tail, and he can still love.

The Shape of Light

I love this lamp in my friend Masha’s house. She says she got it from a street art fair. I want one.

Gearworks

Gearworks at the Roosevelt Island Tram. I personally think all mechanical things should be painted like this.