Author Archives: theoldsquid

My mother was an artist. Some of my earliest memories of my mother are centered around her art. The sun-filled back room of her father’s house where she had constructed a studio to make use of the afternoon light, and … Continue reading →

In those occasions when the authoring of a eulogy becomes necessary, it is often written through a veil of recent grief which equally elevates and obscures memory. A period of mourning is the most likely time to elicit a touching … Continue reading →

“When I’m out doing my thing, I like to be invisible. Man got to do his work, then he be invisible.” -African-American professional burglar, 1981, ‘In Their Own Words; Criminals on Crime’. The opening lines of dialogue in David Mamet’s … Continue reading →

The night that Trump won the presidency,  I saw several people who voted for him justifying themselves on social media. Invariably, their posts fell into a general template of: “To my [Democratic/POC/LGBT] friends, please know that I will always [stand … Continue reading →

Amid the various monsters and maniacs of modern cinema, the fact that William Friedkin’s film adaptation of a minor Catholic superstition not only became one of the highest consistently rated horror movies of all time, but that it inspired a … Continue reading →