I’m half Greek, half Canadian French Metis Native from Lowell, Massachusetts. Lowell, now a haven of recovering addicts, was a great place to grow up, full of history and diversity. We were near Boston and close enough to the beach. We had Golden Gloves Boxing and the Commodore Ballroom where we heard some of the greatest music in history.
I once (directly caused by too much free time) had a large reputation as a bead artist. I won many awards and my work has been published all over the world… then the cataracts happened and I gave up my art.
I could barely read the sign that said, “When life gives you lemons, chop those suckers up and grab the Tequila.”
How do I spend my spare time? I walk in the woods with my dog. It’s where I ground. It’s where I worship.
And I write… it’s in the blood… I have stories, some real, some imagined and some embellished.
What I have learned from observing the dark and ugly side of life is that nothing matters more than kindness and love.
Mine has been an incredible life in the best possible time and place. Sure I’m getting older but I love life more than ever, and as Sinatra sang, “The best is yet to come…”.
Puffed Hoop Earrings photo, courtesy of Bead & Button Magazine.´