June 1. Thursday. I can’t believe it’s June already. That means I have 12 days left on this trip. I admit to getting weary, and my two biggest trainings are yet to come. When I woke up I took a … Continue reading →
May 31. Wednesday. Okay, here’s the deal about the painting. At the conference I talked to my cousin, Elaine Turner, for the first time. George’s sister/Aaron’s mother. My uncle, Stanley Pransky, had been close to Elaine when he was in … Continue reading →
May 30. Tuesday. After breakfast I took a taxi to the workshop venue, at Naila’s house, a nice little house that fit about 14 people. Tali Field kindly organized this day for me, which kind of happened spontaneously after I … Continue reading →
May 29. Monday. Holly drove me to the coach (bus) in the morning—we bid a fond farewell but I will be seeing her in Spain again luckily—and I took it to the London Victoria coach station, where I changed to … Continue reading →
May 28. Sunday. Woke up with not enough sleep again and had to scramble to arrange my logistics for the next few days. One last road trip today, this time to meet Sally, because she wanted to show me the … Continue reading →