Are you wearing pants?

The jeans in the painting represent a time when pants mattered.

The only painting I've done since the pandemic started was to put a pair of jeans on The Boy. He's the only one in this house who has worn hard pants. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog post 40. Copyright 2021 Are you wearing pants? I wouldn’t normally ask, but it seems to be a thing … Continue reading Are you wearing pants? →

The Boy Gets Married

Weddings are the product of their time, just like this cake topper.

My son's wedding has me nostalgic for mine. Our chubby bride and groom cake topper has lasted through 36 years and 13 moves. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog post 34. Copyright 2020 The Boy got married today. The day was perfect for an outdoor wedding, blue skies peeking through dramatic rolling clouds, a little breeze … Continue reading The Boy Gets Married →

Under the Mask

My cloth mask covers my second mask, Parkinson's-generated Resting Bitch Face

I wear a cloth mask to pick up groceries. I wear the Parkinson's Mask all the time. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog post 33. Copyright 2020 I wear a mask. When I take it off, I’m still wearing a mask. I don’t wear a cloth mask because I am afraid or a sheep or making … Continue reading Under the Mask →

I put on a bra today

Quicksand is the name I give to the sinking feeling that pulls me under if I struggle too much.

I learned how to get out of quicksand from 1960s TV. Nowadays, you can find the article "How to Get Out of Quicksand," complete with illustrations, on wikiHow. Quicksand has turned out to be more of a metaphorical problem for me than a physical one. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog post 31. Copyright 2020 I … Continue reading I put on a bra today →