Category: Asl

“Here’s the plate mom” Fiona says. She says it several times, I should have ran over and grabbed the plate. She was being helpful. I was too busy cooking dinner and gathering flashlights and candles for the safety box. Fiona had been putting the little tea candles back in the tin they came in. She […]

Early October. Sky blue, morning air cool, Fall light bounces off surfaces illuminating trees I hadn’t noticed before. Dragon flies flutter above in the afternoons. There is a stillness, maybe it’s created by that in between summer and winter. The school year has only just started but I feel like my kids have been in […]

I write this in my tub. Soaking the past 12 hours away. I’ve been up since 3:30AM. First Day of Kindergarten for Jack and Fiona. First day of American Sign Language instruction at Berkeley Community College for me. Drop off and Freeway, each with its own pulse. I saw smashed cars on the opposite side […]

Today my crit group helped me curate my 50 pieces for installation in the 50/50 show at Sanchez Art Center. I had so many great moments working on this project, hard moments, but worth it moments. I was manic at times, totally drained at others. I scraped, peeled, painted, stained, washed, pressed, collaged, destroyed, and […]

“Why are you talking like that?” Jack asked me. He had just started throwing pillows of the futon during story time. Tears had started rolling down my cheeks, my voice quivering. “Because I’m tired Jack, it’s exhausting saying No, don’t do that all day long” I said. I gained control of myself and finished the […]

I walked over the green hill, past the ice cream truck, I felt good, I was on time to pick up my kids from summer camp. I parked at the very far end of the park so I could enjoy the walk. It was a beautiful day, a bit windy, hot and dry. August quickly […]

“Air comes in, noise comes out” Said Jack “What” Said Fiona “I’m getting’ hungry for those ribs” said Alan. “Nice and Crispy for me” Said Jack “What” said Fiona again. We were all siting in the living room watching Irish accordion players on T.V. Neither Jack nor Alan repeated what they said after Fiona said […]