New Shoulder!

New Shoulder!

Now with a new, completely new shoulder, I walked a few blocks and felt delightful. So interesting, the lowering of possibilities of things, and then the raising of them once more: like growing aged and losing a year or two.
So we will go to France on Aug 13 until September 15, and that seems quite amazing, like almost normal. Waiting eagerly to see what my new very arty book will look like, and it took 3 years to do at least, for the 30 chapters about gathering around tables and in cafes and academies and salons, and I loved every moment. More soon about more art stuff, and prose poems and such....

how to mark irony?

So this came to mind STRONGLY yesterday when I had sent a photo of a bunch of sunflowers in a yellow pitcher,  so very van Gogh in feeling,  sent to me by Lee Hallman in Fort Worth and I had sent the picture of it along side the New York Times as the two images were  so remarkably contradictory,  of course. That is, the of course, was no way of course. What was not my surprise to receive a few messages saying how optimistic I seem to be and the times were so contrary to that! I started wondering how you mark irony  in case you need to do that.
Here I am in New York after having my shoulder changed at the Hospital for Special Surgery and I'm thinking perhaps I will start my journal,  that is the blog again. Why not?