Thanksgiving signals the beginning of the holiday season.  Some people revel in it while others dread it. I belong in the latter category. I was reminded of this by a friend/ex-coworker/fellow Scrooge as we commiserated during lunch last week over missing our traditional annual pilgrimage to FAO Schwartz toy store to offset the seasonal doldrums … More Thanksgiving: counting my blessings, counting my Huberts.

I’ve been dreading 2012 since Y2K. I remember ringing in the New Year in 2000 cloistered in a cabin armed with my husband’s idea of the ultimate survival kit – 50 lbs of flour (but no yeast), cases of Dinty Moore Beef Stew (I’m a vegetarian), enough bottled water to fill a pond, and an … More 2012

Hubert may be my current obsession but as a child I was a bonafide bookworm. If a  book wasn’t handy I would read the back of a cereal box. One of my most memorable childhood reads was “The Diary of a Young Girl” by Anne Frank. Her quote “In spite of everything I still believe … More "What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything." Vincent van Gogh

I’ve always had problems with timing – from cooking Thanksgiving dinner when the turkey wasn’t edible until after dessert was served, to not quite making it to the delivery room in time to give birth, to being the first car stopped after the last car in front of me made it over the bridge when … More Timing Is Everything

The same can be said about losing one’s job. My current state of unemployment affords me the time to pursue Hubert. Unfortunately, my current state of unemployment affords me not much else.  Luxuries like purchasing Huberts have fallen by the wayside thanks to the machinations of a lunatic boss whose cackle mimics the Wicked Witch … More "When one retires, one hurls oneself into new pursuits." Hercule Poirot

My husband and I honeymooned in Paris years ago. Loving wife that I am, when a significant birthday of his recently rolled around I surprised him with a return to the scene of the crime. What better way to commemorate this momentous occasion – AND do a little Hubert hunting on the side. So, armed … More The Climb

I consider myself something of a Francophile. I admire the history, the culture, the food, the fashion, the language, the people, AND Hubert (although I shouldn’t assume that Hubert is French simply because the subject of his etchings are always French scenes.) While most of my friends in school opted to learn Spanish I chose … More Memories

After Tom died my zest for chasing Hubert died along with him. I couldn’t get beyond the whole fragility of life concept. You wake up one morning to a day like every other and then – Boom! – that’s it, it’s over with no warning.  I couldn’t seem to shake the despair that seized me … More "You can’t go through life quitting everything. If you’re going to achieve anything, you’ve got to stick with something. " ~From the television show Family Matters

So you don’t think I’m going to all this trouble to unearth details of an artist based on one lonely etching – I’ve actually amassed a collection of Huberts. While working in a network photo department I met a comrade, a fellow rebel with disdain for corporate politics. Tom, who was in the IT department … More Life is an Adventure

No, Hubert is not an ex-boyfriend, old lover or current crush although I suppose you could say I am fixated on him. I first became acquainted with Hubert in the 1980s.  It all began in the old drive-in movie theater in Orangeburg, New York at a flea market. I was on a quest to find … More Does Anyone Know My Hubert?