Tag Archives: memory

This Old House

I’m work­ing on the This Old House issue of my regional arts mag­a­zine, and in the process of writ­ing a story on pen­i­ten­tiary tiles, I began to think about my adopted home town, Las Vegas, New Mex­ico.… ——- My home­town in New Eng­land held a node on the Rev­o­lu­tion­ary road. Most of the towns­peo­ple — …

November 3, 2009 – 5:07 pm | By Birdie | Posted in New Mexico, The Daily | Tagged , , , , , | Comments (2)

Yard Stick

Six years ago I made a trip to the mid­west, and flew home from St. Louis in a plane chock full of vaca­tion peo­ple. I sat next to a win­dow over the wing, and watched the sil­ver arch fade from view as we leaped into the clouds. My mind was tired, I remem­ber this, and …

October 15, 2009 – 6:10 pm | By Birdie | Posted in The Past | Tagged , , | Comments (0)

The Odor of Memory

I had a smell pull me into the past last night. The cur­rent brochure fea­tures the new Avon Sand Art Lip Gloss. I pur­chased the demo, a small tapered bot­tle full of lay­ered col­ors with an elon­gated metal­lic top. You spread the col­ors on your lips and the mul­ti­ple shades com­bine to a unique fin­ish. …

October 15, 2009 – 4:53 pm | By Birdie | Posted in Avon | Tagged , , , , | Comments (0)