Saturday, November 21, 2015


Since visiting Cambodia years ago, there started a family joke (openly shared) that Sara was adopted from that country. Her complexion is darker than ours and we met many young children there with a similar dark skin. So, her parents made up a story and told it to her as a joke, she was 10.

So, nowadays when people tell her she looks like her dad (me) - she replies " ...can't be - I am adopted.."

Monday, November 16, 2015

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Other people's plans

Some years ago, during a dinner conversation I mentioned to someone that my days seemed filled with other people's plans - of their houses, their offices, their staircases, their bathrooms.

The next day, which was a Sunday, I had the idea of drawing plans of their actual persons. I had some acrylic paints and a front panel of a recently dismantled drawer from Sara's room. This is the result - a little bit of tongue-in-cheek 'art'. In case my artistic skills do not make the grade, there is a little bit of humour to nudge it past the the passing mark.