I will go to my grave not understanding many more things than I understand….i will never understand enough to satisfy my boundless curiosity....oh so many…

Dodger Point is a place in the Olympic Mountains of Washington State. When I first was in Washington/ 1975, I said I wanted to go…

When I was young and started working I had no idea how to behave at work. My rhythm was off, I was either a forced…

There is nothing else for an actor - a professional, and I daresay an amateur one as well - nothing else but the Work.... My…

I regained "consciousness" sitting on the lawn in front of a house on the south side of Rugby Road. The house was next to Uncle…

As the solstice sun began to set, we all rode to Kelseyville for pizza and live music on the street. A zydeco band played and…

My front doorbell rings while I am shaving on Wednesday morning. I rinse the shaving cream off, grab a hand towel and wipe my face…

When I finished my first dramatic feature film, Thousand Pieces of Gold, I was certain that fiction, rather than nonfiction, was what I was put…

I’ve never understood bagpipes. Until I saw today’s suggested prompt. And until, for some odd reason , the subject of bagpipes came up in lunchtime…

After spending three years filming a documentary about cattle ranchers in the high cold sagebrush desert, I moved with my filmmaking partner and best friend,…

When I was a little girl my mom would sit on the side of my bed when I was sick and place her cool hand…

“That’s what I am gonna do, tell the world that you are a no good-for-nothing father, husband, and friend.” My ex’s words echoed off the…