Quote de jour
"Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners."
                                                                                                                                                                  ~Virginia Woolf

It's been a long time since a novel has grabbed me and not let go. Well, a  two-legged tiger has captured my imagination. He is the  irreverent, murderous chauffeur narrator in this darkly funny debut novel set in India: The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga. I happily add my rave review to the growing Everest of praise for the young Indian writer with the fresh new voice and winner of the 2008 Booker prize. http://www.aravindadiga.com

I had some catching up to do in the magazine reading department since my vacation. My favorite New Yorker cartoonist, Roz Chast did a hysterical cover this week and given all the doom and gloom of other articles, we need all the humor we can get.



With the advent of spring, I'll be posting more photos of the changing views from my 'throne'. This one was taken on foggy, Friday evening after a busy shoot on Wall Street. I participated in the protest, shot stills as part of a film crew. I'm always happy to return to fresh and quiet air of home, but more so with the new green of the season. The glint of green is everywhere even in my little pond where I chanced upon Mr. & Mrs. Duck. Every Spring and fall, a mallard couple stops by our pond for a couple days on their way back up north.  After all these years, the contrast between downtown Manhattan and the 'farm' a scant thirty five minutes away still startles me. Some days more than ever.


I paused to reflect on the water droplets hanging on the green new growth and remembered the quote I'd placed in my High School yearbook, by the Indian poet Tagore, "Let your life lightly dance like dew on the tip of a leaf."  Indeed.