Sunday, March 29, 2020

Sunday, March 22, 2020

WESTWORLD and THE BICAMERAL MIND

“Have you ever questioned the nature of your reality?”

"These violent delights have violent ends."

Is Maeve's search for her daughter a parallel to the longing we sense in each lifetime for those we left behind in former lives?

coming soon!

Saturday, March 21, 2020

Thursday, March 12, 2020

Nono and Child

Here is a Nono Lebasque and my nephew's portrait of me from 1995:


Monday, March 9, 2020

The Yetta Brand

in Videos

and in writing:


THE BIG IDEA

I volunteered for a while at The Paley Center. It was a rewarding experience. It was there that I had my idea to write "The Liquid," which was sent by ICM to the writers of Seinfeld. They never used it:


I even sent the idea to Larry David when he was starring on Broadway in "Fish in the Dark." He never replied to me. 

So I did it myself, in 6 parts: 










Thursday, February 13, 2020

The Pink Houses

114 Waverly Place


319-321 Grand Street


360 West 11th Street


218 E. 5th Street

Tuesday, February 4, 2020

THE DEAD



And perhaps soon, perhaps not... one day I will be close to that distant tree and one cold day the snow will be gently falling in that lonely graveyard where I will lay buried just as all the others who once lived and who now rest there. And I will be forever part of their grey world. 



Thursday, January 23, 2020

Where Was I?

I was carried up these steps of my grandmother's house after I was born and we lived there for almost a year.



We moved shortly thereafter, and it was through this door that my mother and I left every day to go shopping.



In about 1950, there was an air raid siren and my mother and I had to stand against this wall until the siren stopped.



I attended kindergarten in this school and one day when nobody was there at the end of the school day to pick me up, at the age of 5... I walked home alone. I was a Boss Ass Bitch even back then:


I was carried out of this door at the age of 5 to have my tonsils removed:



I fell asleep behind this window until the age of 6 and every night I could hear the cars pass on the busy street that led to a highway.



I grew up in a bedroom behind this window and in that room I imagined all of the possibilities:



This is where I attended grade school and here is where I waited for my mother to bring me my lunch:



The day it was announced that JFK was assassinated, I was in Mr. Lenchner's math class sitting behind this window at Valley Stream North High School:


Every day I attended classes in college for four years, I waited here for the light to change so I could make that left turn to go home.



The night I heard Sharon Tate was killed I was sitting in this Bickford's in that chair on 14th Street and 7th Avenue:



I was standing on this corner when I first heard President Nixon resigned:



This was the school in which I most enjoyed working:



And for over 50 years, these were variations of my views:



It was sometimes fun and sometimes monotonous... it is what it was. That's all.  It all passes into the arms of time.


Tuesday, January 21, 2020

Sunday, January 19, 2020

Coming Apart at the Seams

Sadness and loss. Sadness is based on real life loss. But what is the experience of great loss all about when a TV show ends? I have this condition and I will be exploring it within this blog piece because it has happened again with what actually may be the end of Ray Donovan.

to be continued.....


Friday, January 10, 2020

JOKER





JOKER is a darker more psychotic version of KING OF COMEDY, both coincidentally featuring Robert DeNiro. 

Arthur Fleck is the 2019 film version of Rupert Pupkin... but both protagonists were probably about the same age since JOKER takes place in 1981 and KING OF COMEDY is set in 1982.