One of David T. Greenberg’s published books has sold over a quarter of a million copies. His father, Jack Greenberg, was one of the attorneys who argued Brown v. Board of Education before the United States Supreme Court.
Add a few papaya daiquiris, a dollop of green tea leaf salad, and a splash of good advice on writing from someone who’s “been there”, mix together in the Monsoon, and presto! You’ve got the recipe for deliciously inspiring evening, or at the very least to answer to the question What Ever Happened to Humpty Dumpty?
Everytime I visit Moon River, I’m blown away by the images (like this one, a 2003 Lithograph on BFK Rives watercolour paper) that I find.
South African artist Berni Searle could have entitled this series “Jump” or “Suicide” “Just after the Push” or “The Fall.” But no. Instead, she named it “Waiting”.
Why this title? Is the figure waiting to hit the water? Had he/she been waiting too long for someone, and decided to tie a large rock around the neck and jump into the ocean? Or is it a river? The Nile, perhaps? Does he/she like this fall, or hate it? Has he/she been pushed or thrown? Or, is the figure even FALLING?
The more I look at this image, the more I think it has a narrative: a before and an after.
Who do YOU think this person is? Why is he/she falling? And how does the title connect to the image?
I love that bitter-sweet feeling when a film moves you at the core, and it ends, and you’re left all full of the weight of truth and the an unbearable longing, and you just want to hug the playwright, the directors, and the actors, because it all comes together into one, great, big masterpiece.
And that’s when you hate that you saw it alone, because you want to talk about it, and you can’t.
This week, "Shamash Says" turned one year old. There was no candle on a cake, but instead a birth: to twins! Shamash stayed up till the wee hours of the morning creating two sister professional blogs, and they have all their fingers and toes.
"Shamash Says" began as an experiment to see if a non-tech-geek English teacher could maintain a personal blog. A year ago, Shamash barely knew what the word “blog” meant, yet alone how to act on one. So she entered the blogosphere a bit naïve, and completely unprepared for how blogging would revolutionize her life.
To this day, Shamash knows the names and faces of but two friends who blog. The rest: she met in the blogosphere.