Let’s talk about time. First, so we’re all clear: time is made up. To be sure, we experience life in sequence, with memories that separate past from present and imaginations...
NOTE: This is a reprint of a blog post I made four years ago. I get asked about it each year at this time, so I...
I started this column by typing this exact sentence, as you are reading it, without any idea of what the topic would be this month. In...
I initially thought of calling this monthly column “A New Yorker in California.” There are multiple differences in communication style between the country’s two farthest edges,...
I am writing this on Easter Sunday. I don’t celebrate this holiday, or any religious observance, but the spirit of the day has me thinking about...
I use this phrase often with my private students. In musical terms, what it means is, you don’t have to do a lot for the new...
I am writing this on January 20, which is the deadline for this month’s Troubadour columns. In fact, the columns are due every month on the...
Boom. December. WTF. How was it for you? It was pretty good here, except for that marauding elephant that entered the room and then pooped all...
When my son was little, he came home from elementary school and started work on a painting he’d learned the technique for in art class. He...
