Dandelions
“By the time you see a dandelion plant it is well established. There is always a new generation waiting.” Molly Snyder finds dandelions beautiful. Dandelions. It is not what I expected her to say when she was here at the Pfister, her hand in mine. I was drawing on her with my henna cone and […]
That’s a Big Clock: Robin and the Polish Moon
Robin Campbell, The Pfister Hotel’s house carpenter for eight years, retired two years ago. But he came back for Gallery Night last Friday to see the work of his friend Stephanie Barenz, the Hotel’s fifth Artist-in-Residence (AiR), as well as the work of the other AiRs past and present. When she arrived, she described him in […]
Toodle-loo.
My term as Pfister Narrator is about to expire. A bell is sounding. A cane is coming to pull my waist off the stage. A gong is sounding. Ladies are booing, children are throwing popcorn at me, but I do not want to leave my flaming hula hoop. I still wanted to tell you the story about […]
Five signs it’s time for me to leave the Pfister
Truth be told, my year as the Pfister Narrator flew by and I really don’t want to leave the position. However, the eloquent, wise words of Robert Frost once again filter through my brain: nothing gold can stay. And really, there are five signs that make me think the universe is trying to tell me […]
Dancing through life
Dressed in their “Sunday best,” three sixth grade students from Hartford Avenue School perched on the edge of a sofa in the Pfister Lobby Bar – all with gold trophies in their laps. “How did you get those?” I asked. “For dancing!” They said in unison. They were there with their teacher, Marti White, and […]
