When I set out to learn about my mother's bridge club, the Jewish octogenarians behind the matching outfits and accessories, I never expected to fall in love with them. This is the story of the ladies, their game, their gen, and the ragged path that led me back to my mother.
Monday was publication day for Patti Smith’s new book, A BOOK OF DAYS. She did a reading and performance at the Great Hall in Cooper Union, the line went around the block on a crisp New York night. Felt really good to be alive. I’ve worked with Patti for 25 years and it’s a privilege to be her Sancho, sidekick, Plus One. A Book of Days is 365 illustrations (plus one for leap year) and captions that capture her idiosyncratic aesthetic, her passions and obsessions. The graves of writers and guitars of rock stars, journal pages and beloved poets. Pinocchio and Kurt Cobain. RayBans and coffee cups. Her Abyssinian runt Cairo. It’s a beauty.
What picture would you use for your day?
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Betsy Lerner 
Big fan. Off to order her book!
“What picture would you use for your day?”
Picture? I can’t even get my avatar to work around here.
Picture? Picture this: An old man sits at his computer, his morning cup of tea steaming on the coaster by the monitor. Let the day begin.
golden haired lass,Gorbals 1964 by Oscar Mazoli
It’s cold here and snowy, so I’m thinking Tahitian Women by Paul Gauguin to add color and warmth to a black and white day.
And I’m glad to hear Patti Smith is not slowing down.
The graffiti from the window of the train.
A picture of my neighbor across the road. She’s ninety. Today is the first time I got to visit her since covid reared its ugly head. I got to hug her and everything.