Poetry for Dogs
My book, Throw Me A Bone: Poetry For Dogs, includes 31 poems written purportedly for a canine audience.
It’s available on Amazon — http://poetryfordogs.com — and priced to generate funds for three humane societies. (Writing poetry is not my get-rich-quick scheme, not a pyramid of dogs with you at the bottom. No.)
Finkelman Friday
If tomorrow is the end of days, the rapture, then what about today? Surely you've heard the talk about tomorrow being foretold as Judgement Day. I'm not a particular believer in that one — I certainly don't like the idea of being left behind — but the...
Skin Deep
A student recently asked why I discourage tattoos. Every semester, it slips out: I emphatically discourage everyone from getting tattoos. "If you don't have one, don't get one. If you already have one or more, don't get another." It's An Unpopular Recommendation....
The View From All Over
"Once you travel abroad, the news never looks the same." So said Brady Calestro over a croissant at Pistacia Vera last year. It was true for me. I remember my 90-day, 10,000 mile drive through Europe during the summer of 1986. From Norway to Rome to...
A Goal (Partly) Reached
During what is now a decade of teaching creativity, I've presented an assignment that helps students define their goals. The AssignmentWrite hypothetical newspaper headlines describing your achievement of four goals — one each for four aspects of your life:...
Beloved Cinema
Suddenly, I'm reviewing movies for our local independent art cinema, the Drexel. My occasional reviews appear on their website. Here's my review of WIN WIN, starring Paul Giamatti, whose father I met a couple times. (That's described in the review,...
Poetry? Really? Poetry?
I'm several weeks into The Artist's Way with my Ohio State students. We're taking a course — I'm supposedly teaching it — called Personal Creativity & Innovation at the Fisher College of Business. Synchronicity is happening. The book promises good...
Pulling Strings
Last weekend, I enjoyed the puppet artistry of Tony Auseon in Available Light Theatre's original Skyscrapers of the Midwest. (I'm going back next weekend. You?) Anyway, I remember when Matt Slaybaugh once said: "No puppets." Well, puppets — and Matt, too, of course —...
When Life Comes Together
It's the very meaning of "home game." When you know the place, the people, the message. You are wearing the right clothing. Everything you know is displayed for all to see. More Than ThatNo one else could do what you are doing. At least: not in the same...
Where To Go?
When you woke up this morning, you had a vision for the day. That vision was partly expressed in the places you might visit. A coffee shop? A cinema? A friend's home? The Museum of Art? The Franklin Park Conservatory? Our Days Are Shaped By Where We GoHow nice to...
Spin Cycle
I enjoy doing the laundry. Really. Sure, it's not the most glamorous work I do. (Then again, my most glamorous work ain't all that much more glamorous.) But Something Is Getting Done.There is something deeply satisfying about a task where something actually...
