Report from Rothko Chapel in the Montrose neighborhood of Houston, Texas: When I was a kid, my parents took me to see a Contemporary Art exhibit in Boston (thanks Marcella & Greg). My favorite work was a Mark Rothko painting. The pulsing, mutable canvas reminded me of clouds and how I could dream up stories in their movements. In the last 24 hours I posted clouds and so did Rosemary, Em Dee, and Alison. Clouds are telling us something.
Rothko Chapel is a place of meditation and Billy and I have wanted to experience being there for so many years. But since we don't live in Houston, I'm glad we have clouds. They are a Rothko painting we can carry with us. Here's to looking up and out, with love.
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