Yay Mom!

Guess what?
My mother's reputation in the Hamptons has exploded. She is now the best figure-drawing teacher in the entire Hamptons. Seriously. The best. Everybody knows her name. "Oh, Linda Capello! She's such a great teacher!" The best. Holycrap.
(Good, now the rich art collectors can give her more money. Cough. See, one of her students is a billionaire. His wife is heir to the Cox Cable dynasty. But He mainly has her teach him for her company and her knowledge. He sells his watercolor paintings for tens of thousands of dollars. I want my parents to have that opportunity. I want someone to give them enough money for their artwork so they never have to worry about bills. The Hamptons may seem like a money-filled fantasy luxury. Not necessarily. Only for some people. Not everyone there is rick beyond measure, or even just rich. But it might be nice if the people who do have money would buy my parents' work.)

I saw the pilot episode of Royal Pains on USA. It is promising and cute. I could point and say, "I've been there, and there, and there, and oooh, there's that house, and hey, that's the house where my father painted that giant mural in the living room." Charlotte thinks that eventually I should contact the show's producers and mention that there are two supremely talented artists living in the tiny village of Sag Harbor, and perhaps the artwork could be shown in the background.
I miss home. I miss everything about the Hamptons that does not involve wealth and power, I miss the scenery and the weather and the people and the towns.

Yay Mom!

Guess what?
My mother's reputation in the Hamptons has exploded. She is now the best figure-drawing teacher in the entire Hamptons. Seriously. The best. Everybody knows her name. "Oh, Linda Capello! She's such a great teacher!" The best. Holycrap.
(Good, now the rich art collectors can give her more money. Cough. See, one of her students is a billionaire. His wife is heir to the Cox Cable dynasty. But He mainly has her teach him for her company and her knowledge. He sells his watercolor paintings for tens of thousands of dollars. I want my parents to have that opportunity. I want someone to give them enough money for their artwork so they never have to worry about bills. The Hamptons may seem like a money-filled fantasy luxury. Not necessarily. Only for some people. Not everyone there is rick beyond measure, or even just rich. But it might be nice if the people who do have money would buy my parents' work.)

I saw the pilot episode of Royal Pains on USA. It is promising and cute. I could point and say, "I've been there, and there, and there, and oooh, there's that house, and hey, that's the house where my father painted that giant mural in the living room." Charlotte thinks that eventually I should contact the show's producers and mention that there are two supremely talented artists living in the tiny village of Sag Harbor, and perhaps the artwork could be shown in the background.
I miss home. I miss everything about the Hamptons that does not involve wealth and power, I miss the scenery and the weather and the people and the towns.

Yay Mom!

Guess what?
My mother's reputation in the Hamptons has exploded. She is now the best figure-drawing teacher in the entire Hamptons. Seriously. The best. Everybody knows her name. "Oh, Linda Capello! She's such a great teacher!" The best. Holycrap.
(Good, now the rich art collectors can give her more money. Cough. See, one of her students is a billionaire. His wife is heir to the Cox Cable dynasty. But He mainly has her teach him for her company and her knowledge. He sells his watercolor paintings for tens of thousands of dollars. I want my parents to have that opportunity. I want someone to give them enough money for their artwork so they never have to worry about bills. The Hamptons may seem like a money-filled fantasy luxury. Not necessarily. Only for some people. Not everyone there is rick beyond measure, or even just rich. But it might be nice if the people who do have money would buy my parents' work.)

I saw the pilot episode of Royal Pains on USA. It is promising and cute. I could point and say, "I've been there, and there, and there, and oooh, there's that house, and hey, that's the house where my father painted that giant mural in the living room." Charlotte thinks that eventually I should contact the show's producers and mention that there are two supremely talented artists living in the tiny village of Sag Harbor, and perhaps the artwork could be shown in the background.
I miss home. I miss everything about the Hamptons that does not involve wealth and power, I miss the scenery and the weather and the people and the towns.