I had two choices. I could try again … again … to conquer Monet’s lily pond or take the easier, and rather more colourfully garish, path. I opted for the latter. It was a very functional puzzle, with nothing particularly exacting or overly interesting. However, when it was time to fill in the sections ofContinue reading “Periphery”
Author Archives: Cherrie Zell
Remembering memory games
I don’t remember if I returned to jigsaw puzzles in order to improve my memory. I remember noticing improvement after I returned. And when I give them away for a while, I notice a decline. I haven’t yet tested whether the novelty of the jigsaw is critical to the process. Can I re-do a puzzleContinue reading “Remembering memory games”
The old green shirt
It’s time has come. Today’s the day I stop putting off this decision. For some of us, getting rid of an object becomes exponentially harder with each passing year. Pretending it’s younger doesn’t help. It’s embedded in the psyche. It is Identity. This Bisley shirt was once a dark green corduroy. It started as aContinue reading “The old green shirt”
Just Because
Entice
Sometimes, when you open a new jigsaw, you are greeted with a sense of song. It’s something about the colours, both the solid colour chosen for the back and the variety that is splashed across the front of each piece, all jumbled together in the box. This hadn’t occurred to me until I opened aContinue reading “Entice”
Ben and Barack
Two books. One read. Can you guess which? The story of Benjamin Franklin It was a radical trip to the book store; one of those outings where I was unlikely to return with something run-of-the-mill because I didn’t need run-of-the-mill that day. I’ve already written about my encounter with Thomas De Quincey’s On Murder Considered asContinue reading “Ben and Barack”
