Bøger af Theodosia Greene

My life hasn't changed much since I was four years old, when I donned a pith helmet and wielded a huge paintbrush to paint murals inside my family's garage doors. Later, still brandishing the paintbrush of a fine arts education at Scripps College in California, and the École des Beaux-Arts in Geneva, Switzerland, but now helmeted for world adventures, I began to travel and write stories for U.S. and British publications. I married and produced two patient children, divorced and remarried, then divorced again just for good measure. Over the years, I learned about life from a cat named Dorothy, bit off more than I could chew in France, traveled Fiji with a friend named Slosh, rang church bells in England, joined a poltergeist committee to investigate strange happenings in a Chinatown flophouse, cried when I left the island of Grenada, and really kissed a frog. BOOK REVIEW Reviewed by Gordon D. Durich for Readers' Favorite Theodosia Greene kissed a "frawg" in the Caribbean. The author of Kissing Frogs and Other Short Stories drew inspiration for her book from this memory and other international experiences. Her collection of memories from England, France, Fiji, and other countries is interspersed with highly original graphic illustrations. Her drawings are inspired by formal education enhanced with world travels. Her experiences with foreign languages and customs generated true stories coupled with art. Kissing Frogs and Other Short Stories is a memoir in which travel and art, specifically beautiful and evocative paintings, flavor Theodosia Greene's work. This cannot be categorized as "chick lit," but the title and contents could be easily construed as that. Kissing frogs, or "frawgs," as Theodosia Green called them, may be something girls dream of - to have their prince magically appear as in fairy tales - and may be farfetched. This beautifully laid-out book features a picture of that very experience, which visually makes it easier to grasp and more realistic. As a man, I enjoy reading stories from a female point of view, and as an artist, I appreciated the use of original works of art. The illustrations are blissful and I acknowledge the work that went into them. They are for adults but are not suitable for young children since the drawings are too mature and suggestive. The culture clash this artist/writer experienced in Fiji was especially fun, exotic, and relatable.

My life hasn't changed much since I was four years old, when I donned a pith helmet and wielded a huge paintbrush to paint murals inside my family's garage doors. Later, still brandishing a paintbrush of a fine arts education at Scripps College in California, and the Ecole de Beaux-Arts in Geneva, Switzerland, but now helmeted for world adventures, I began to travel and write stories for U.S. and British publications. I married and produced two patient children, divorced and remarried, then divorced again just for good measure. As I traveled, it was not just the gleaming and curious places or scary ones that I discovered, but all those aspects of myself, the wandering artist, that I never knew existed-the donkey whisperer, the witchdoctor, the welder of fantastic creatures in enameled metal, the gastronomist, ghost hunter, sex school dropout, snake charmer and pilgrim on a bus to enlightenment-all the inner me coming out to meet the world's kaleidoscope. Journeying begins with mystery and making connections... and ends by beginning anew.

Despite her fears of being alone, Pandora Smith divorced her husband of twenty-three years and traveled to a remote Greek island to rediscover herself as a fine artist. She carried Ralph Waldo Emerson's essay on "Self Reliance" as her companion and source of strength. On the Cycladian island of Amorgos, Pandora moved into a five hundred year old house with no electricity, no telephone, no running water, no stove, no toilet--but, oh, what a view! It was a painter's paradise!