process

Some time ago, I decided to paint the shower-curtains for two bathrooms in my house. I did a blog post (decisions, decisions) asking for readers’ votes on which designs they preferred. This design was the one most people liked. For this project, I used two kinds of paint: acrylic and flashe. Flashe paint is new…

slow dance

in a riverbank ballroom yellow-green leaves slow dance swooping and swaying to early evening breezes Copyright © 2022Lisana.BlogAll Rights Reserved

mistakes

Recently, one Japanese phrase has caught on in the west.  Wabi-sabi.  I hear it everywhere.  Books, articles, blogs (yes, the irony has not escaped me) Netflix shows.  And When I hear it, I think, Ugh! Not again. But either that expression has a ring that pleases our western ears, or our language lacks a way…

decisions, decisions

A few months ago, I moved into a new house.  The house is cool and airy, with a good vibe.  It has three bathrooms. Two are not really used, though.  One has really great light – with a north facing window.  The other has NO natural light coming in – no windows.  Both are white…

one-two-three…

This is his favourite time of the day – anticipating the moment the shutters of the neighbouring house open.  It’s always dark next door.  Since he’s been back, he’s never seen her turn lights on. He wonders yet again how she gets around at night. He rests his cup down and adjusts his chair. He’s…

the fence

My whole life I’ve wondered about the man beyond grandmother’s fence. What’s he like? What hides behind his wooden door?Is his furniture dusty? Is that blue-gray cat, I sometimes see, allowed to sit on the furniture? Now, I’m at his door. I’ve often imagined this day but now it’s here, my feet are heavy. I…

one-word…one-line…one-page

Ever heard of a one-word story, I ask.No. What is it?It’s the kinda story you take turns building –  word-by-word.Oh! That sounds interesting.  Let’s try. So, we do.  But soon, the story rolls down a steep hill, bouncing and careening until it hits a protruding rock, flies up in the air and sails off the…

seen and unseen

Maybe it was time to move, she thought. But go where? Everything was better before that restaurant arrived downstairs – before those umbrellas popped open. Had they even gotten permission to string them across the street like that – blocking everyone’s view? The restaurant came, and now carrying her heavy shopping bags to her 2nd…

the croissant

Tucked in a back alley, running parallel to the main road was where she worked.  Here, she’d just graduated from Dishwasher to Deep Fryer. Into the fryer she dipped countless Snickers bars, the most popular item on the sticky, plastic-covered menus, sandwiched between the mustard and ketchup squeeze bottles. She hated the deep fryer.  Despite…

green daze

It’ll be a green day, I told myself as I set out on a walk to Alfama, the oldest neighbourhood in Lisbon.   William Burroughs apparently called this a “colour walk”.  But I do it a little differently from what he recommended because I use a camera.  Here’s how I go about it.  After I step…