A meeting of my angel investors was held yesterday, November 13, 2020. This was a specially called meeting, which I requested in order to get some direction on my immediate creative pursuits. This is the transcript of my presentation. Attendees: Kathleen.Caterina – CEO and CCO (Chief Creative Officer)Lavender – Chairman of the board/lead museOlga – BoardContinue reading “Board Meeting — Angel Investors”
Author Archives: Kathleen O'Hanlon
Starched Linen #3 – London Restaurant
Another piece in an occasional series of little glimpses of writing The Italian restaurant on the strange triangular corner. I’d passed it endless times on my way to the office. I wanted to go there to eat sometime. On the right day, with the right person, not in a sad, lacking way but somethingContinue reading “Starched Linen #3 – London Restaurant”
Code Name
I’ve read that in the past week one of the things on Kamala Harris’s to do list was to select her Secret Service code name. She picked “Pioneer.” It seems perfect. I found myself wondering if she’d been thinking about this before now – back when she first threw her hat in the presidentialContinue reading “Code Name”
Memrise Envy – My Journey to 5,000 Words
I’m worried about Enrique Carlos Saavredra de Moreno*. He has been part of my daily life for months now, the carrot at the end of the stick. Always ahead of me, keeping me going. And now he’s gone. Enrique Carlos Saavedra de Moreno is the top person on the leaderboard in Memrise’s 5,000 MostContinue reading “Memrise Envy – My Journey to 5,000 Words”
Starched Linen #2 – The Train to Lyon
This is a character sketch from my novel in process “White Acts.” She had only met her mother’s cousin once. When she was a teenager, already fully ensconced in her ballet training, she and her mother, Marie, had gone for a visit. Her father had not gone for some reason. Work probably. The luxury ofContinue reading “Starched Linen #2 – The Train to Lyon”
400 Pieces
I’m a week into my thousand piece puzzle of Monet’s “Sailboats on the Seine.” It’s a peaceful scene of five sailboats on a cloudy day on a rippling river. There are houses on the far bank and a tall poplar. I am done with the straightforward parts. The edging, the orange-sherbet colored sailboat in theContinue reading “400 Pieces”
Stage 5
NBC is showing old stages of the Tour de France. This week they showed a replay of Stage 5 from 2014 — a stage that formed the basis for a chapter in my novel “Arenberg Forest.” On the morning of stage 5, I was up even before my alarm, ready to read all theContinue reading “Stage 5”
Starched Linen #1
The first of several sketches about starched linen. Now that my dining room table is my office, perhaps for the rest of my career, I cleared out the cheerful tablecloths from the cupboard. Thanksgiving. My birthday. Graduations. Wine resistant yet still faded grape birthmarks on some, near where my husband, the host and primary pourer,Continue reading “Starched Linen #1”
A Piece of Cake
“A party without cake is just a meeting.” That’s one of my favorite Julia Child quotations. First, because it has nothing to do with cooking. Second, because it involves cake. I like cake. A lot. In the unlikely event of my being nominated to the Supreme Court, cake unlike some of the topics that cameContinue reading “A Piece of Cake”
The Recital
Today is my son’s 28th birthday. I spoke to him this morning. He is in Berlin and is making good use of his quarantine time. He is working on finishing touches for an LP and is writing material for a new EP. A few days ago I came across this piece, written when he wasContinue reading “The Recital”