a museum in his pocket…

The title of this post was a story told to me by my father. Louis Rosenthal was walking around downtown Baltimore with his young son. A man stopped to greet Louis & said to Louis’s son, “Your father walks around with a museum in his pocket” I love that my own son has a drive…

TBThusday…1975 Berlin, Vermont

my kids & i have begun the gigantic task of cleaning out & putting to rights (the first time ever) the art/game closet. i found this double exposure, taken by my father, buried under heaps of junk. i’m not sure if the softer image is me or my twin brother…strange, that i cannot tell the…

my super cool mom

An old photograph of my mother with my twin brother. Thought I’d share because she is fantastic & I just found the photo yesterday.