Quarantine Dreaming
May 25th, 2020
It’s been two and a half months of a quarantine. A really weird, horrible and awful time with so many deaths, people that are sick, tears shed and fear. I watched the news religiously for about a month and then just stopped. I couldn’t take it anymore. How many more people have COVID? What politically incorrect thing was said next by the very people who are in politics that we are supposed to respect? A feeling of anger and sadness and lack of creativity for the very craft I use to make an income took over. I felt like making…
Time Out In Vermont- Time Waits For No One.
February 12th, 2020
Today, as I was sitting in a tube otherwise known as an MRI machine, I said to myself, “If this is a herniated disc, it’s alright. I am alright and I don’t regret having gone skiing.” Life is for living. You have to do things now. I spent almost two weeks in Vermont in pain, but I don’t regret it. I am 49. It blows my mind to think that in twenty years, I will be 70. That is crazy. Yes, I went skiing and took a major fall. I should say, I fell three times. But, it brings me…
It’s The Holiday Season! The Holiday Sale Begins When? Find Out!
November 5th, 2019
It’s November 5th and my neck is killing me. You know the holidays are here when you are up at 5 am and thinking, ouch. I hurt my neck, but I am not sure if it’s due to all of the crates I carried with my friend, Cheryl at my last show, or this really cool dance move I am trying to perfect. Dancing is my way of working out, but getting back to the title of this blog… It’s the holiday season and I am scratching my head. How? How did the holidays sneak up so quickly? I was…
Is Anyone Ever Really Gone?
September 19th, 2019
A song, a scent or a time of day can bring me right back to someone. Right now, in my mind, I am with my mom in our old house in the dining room with her cherry glass lamp that sat on a table with marble on top. The wall paper is from years back. Red and white going down the walls with flowers. My mom had great taste. The bay window juts out with the curtains that are a white delicate pattern with flowers in white. They are sheer. The house and room fills up with the smell of…
Estrogen As The Elixir. How Having A Hysterectomy Fired Up My Creativity.
April 28th, 2019
A friend recently wrote me and said, “Hol, when are you going to write a new blog post, I am sure you have something to say. When are you going to write something new, not that I am stalking you?!” I laughed. I hear from this friend every now and then and I have thought about writing one, but not so sure my audience really wants to hear this specific topic, but why not? It’s kind of interesting. In January of this year, January 17th to be exact, I had a total hysterectomy. This was really unexpected in a lot…
So, What Do You Want to Do When you Grow Up?
November 14th, 2018
The photo you see to the right is from 20 years ago when I worked at WMMR and was backstage at a concert. I was having the time of my life and you can see that I knew it. Leather pants were in and my Doc Martin’s with a huge heel were on just right. I worked in production and met many fun bands, music lovers, DJ’s and producers. When I had just moved to Swarthmore back in 2004, after a time of living in San Francisco, my niece Carly and I were standing in my apartment and I asked…
To My Father. The Glue, the Gold, The Nose That Knows.
June 17th, 2018
And now to talk about my dad. I had a guy from years past reach out to me recently. We “dated” in eleventh grade. I haven’t heard from him in forever and one of the things we chatted about was my dad. It’s so interesting how everyone remembers my dad. People will go on and on about my dad. “Your dad was cool.” I always hear that. People would meet him just once and remember. Yup, he was cool. He was something else. There are so many things I remember about my dad, but the biggest thing I remember is…
This Lackluster Gem
June 5th, 2018
Nothing could have prepared me for the loss of my mother. Nothing. Towards the end of her life, we were not getting along. A combination of her age, her dementia and other things were making it hard for me to want to be in her life. But now she is gone and a sadness bubbles up from depths of my being that I did not know existed. Her death has been devastating. I feel like I am grieving not just the loss of my mom, but all losses. My father, my sister and my mom. It has been a whirlwind…
Wanting To Go Home For The Holidays…
November 24th, 2017
When I was growing up, we had the best holidays. To me, they were almost magical. My parents did it up. They did it right. My Aunt Sue and Uncle Vic would come down from New York and my cousins from New Jersey would come, too. My cousins from North Philadelphia would come and it was just one big feast with sometimes up to 26 people. The table would extend out into the living room. The back porch would serve as a place for the food and the pies and all things alcohol. My mom was an amazing cook. She…
What’s In A Name?
September 13th, 2016
People have asked me over the years, why do you name your pieces? This to me seems like such an obvious answer, but I guess not. If you look at anything, any product, it has a name. Advertising 101, name your product. A measuring cup has a name; measuring cup. If I have 40 different necklaces on a website, shouldn’t I name them? Should I just call a necklace, “necklace #202?” I guess that wouldn’t be the worst. It would show what number, or how many necklaces have been made, but it seems so…oh, I don’t know, clinical? I name…
