I Wish I’d Said It

For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, let a child run their fingers through it once a day.

For poise, walk with the knowlege that you never walk alone.

As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands,

one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others

    Audrey Hepburn

Poll: Is Portland America’s #1 Unhappiest City?

Is Portland America’s #1 Unhappiest City?

     Has anyone else seen this?  Businessweek.com selected Portland, Oregon as the #1 most unhappy city in the U.S. Do any of us agree? I mean, yeah, our unemployment is up, and it can get pretty cloudy, but truly, I’m shocked by this article. Am I that out of touch? Read the article by using the link below, then take the poll and let me know what you think.


Drawing Lessons: Perspective

East Bank Esplanade. J.Paradisi 2009

East Bank Esplanade. J.Paradisi 2009

   While running on the Eastbank Esplanade along the Willamette River the other day, I saw a trio of young siblings torturing one of the trees that struggle to grow in the exhaust fumes underneath the freeway near the Hawthorne Bridge. The tallest child, a girl about ten years old, pulled violently on the low hanging branch of the leafless tree, while her brother beat at it with a large twig.  The smallest child danced around the two of them, a blur in her pink parka. Nearby, their father sat on a bench, talking on a cell phone.  Smiling, he watched his children play and enjoyed a brief interlude to himself.

      I am mindful to avoid becoming that nasty little old lady I knew as a child. You remember her. She was the one who called your mom complaining that the flowers you brought home from school were stolen from her garden. She called  your mom again when you and your friends threw  the apples that fell rotten from her tree at one another: you never understood why she cared, they were there for the taking in the street.

     Oh, don’t forget the time you drew pictures with chalk on the sidewalk near her house. Even your grandparents scolded you for that one and you had to go back with a can of soapy water and a rag to scrub your work off of the pavement.

  She narked on other kids in the neighborhood too and on Halloween her house was specially targeted for toilet paper streamers and raw eggs thrown by the older ones.  I heard my friend’s mother say the next day, “Why would anyone do that to such a nice old lady?”  Was she kidding?

    I don’t want to be that old lady, so I held my tongue as I ran by. A few yards away, I watched and the children stopped what they were doing, releasing the tree. I observed that the boy  ran with his long twig and the  whirling pink girl held one too, as if it were a magic wand. Only the tallest girl didin’t have a twig and was unable to join her sibling’s play.

     Oh. I get it.

     I found a long, slender twig on the ground next to me and walked back to the children, placing it on the sidewalk near them. The pink girl saw me do it and took the offering back to her older sister.

     Perspective is an important consideration when composing a drawing or telling a story. Empathy for the perspective of others is essential for peace. I hope I remember this as I make my way through life.

     I also hope that those kids don’t poke their eyes out.

Mother Mary and Me

Mother Mary Comes to Me photo J.Paradisi 2009

Mother Mary Comes to Me photo J.Paradisi 2009

     Yesterday I walked out the door of the clinic where parked alongside the curb was this turqouise Galaxie with its backseat passenger. I recognized her immediately and snapped a picture. I love Significant Coincidence and I am passing it along to you.

Let it Be
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, Yeah
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.


Follow Up : A Personal Response to Moral Distress in Health Care


detail from Goldsmith Artists collaborative project 2008

detail from Goldsmith Artists collaborative project 2008


In  my post

A Personal Response to Moral Distress in Health Care (Feb. 7, 2009), I describe events leading to an uninsured, homeless man’s admission to an emergency department.

From there he was admitted into the hospital.

I was off for a couple of days after that event. When I came back to work, I was told that the man called our clinic from his hospital bed “just to check in” and to thank us, “his nurses.”

He will discharge soon, and I will see him again in the clinic. There are no indications that his lifestyle has changed. No miracle has occurred.

But I can’t keep from smiling about his phone call to us and my awareness that a simple human connection was made that day. It makes me feel hopeful. It helps me continue advocating for the voiceless.

I am reminded of an adage I heard some where:

If you want to change the way you feel about someone, change the way you treat them.


Opening of CHAP Art Factory This Saturday. Patch Adams @PSU February 20 &21

 CHAP is one of my favorite local organizations supportiing the children of our community. Please take a moment to read this newsletter and find out more about them.


Saturday, February 14
1030 NW Marshall (2 blocks from the old CHAP studio)
Opening on a plug and a prayer!!!!!!!

In keeping with CHAP’s love of “Recession Retail” and the litany of miracles that came our way during CHAP HOLIDAY BIZARRE 2008,  we are opening our new and improved CHAP ART FACTORY on Valentine’s Day! Our new location at 1030 NW Marshall in the Pearl faces Tanner Springs Park and the beautiful Fremont Bridge.  We are in another LEED (Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design) building that is so perfectly built that CHAP is opening our 4,200 square foot factory with only a single electrical outlet — just enough to spark up a computer and a stereo. There’s no heat yet (wear warm clothes and you will be fine), but two massive walls of floor-to-ceiling glass allow us to work all day in the glory of sunlight.  We now have indoor plumbing!!!
As usual, wear your CHAP art uniforms and get ready to make art for the New Year.  Right now we are focusing on painting in its many forms, creating mandalas, and building spirit towers with Kara and Mary (CHAP’s “Thelma and Louise” of teaching artists). We will be open every Saturday from noon to 5pm (and maybe on Sundays soon).  The CHAP ART FACTORY will help  fund our ongoing mission of bringing the healing power of art to children in crisis.  So this is the plan:  all kids are welcome to come explore CHAP-style for $5 an hour (this is NOT daycare — parents/guardians must remain on-site). Moms, dads or nannies can help with CHAP art projects, like creating ART HUTS from raincoat fabric donated by Columbia Sportswear.  These magical portable (and rainproof) art studios will be packed with paint, brushes, paper and the best wishes of Portland and will be sent around the world with the first heading to a children’s hospital in Afghanistan.
The CHAP ART FACTORY will also host Art Birthday parties,  and 
“I AM DONE” parties celebrating a child’s (or adult’s) last day of chemo.  It is a work in progress — we move ahead with excitement & joy.
February 14th is ART CLUB for kids from the hospitals, Jack’s Wild Birthday Party, the GRAND OPENING of the CHAP ART FACTORY, and Valentine’s Day. This will be a day to remember (and film).  Come be a part of CHAP’S pro-service, non-profit world.


ART CLUB on 2/14: 2-5pm
GRAND OPENING on 2/14: noon-5pm
ART FACTORY: OPEN noon-5pm EVERY Saturday

Friday & Saturday, February 20 & 21
Patch Adams is coming to PSU, and CHAP is a sponsor of the event. 
Tickets are about 10% of admission fees in other cities,
so do not miss this arts in healthcare opportunity.



Mr. Bossy (aka: Art Guy, dba: Frank)                  LINDSAY ROSS
Executive+Artistic Director                               Managing Director

frank@chap.name                                                      lindsay@chap.name
503.243.5294                                                            504.258.2475                      





Children’s Healing Art Project’s ART FACTORY | 1030 NW Marshall | Portland | OR | 97209

I Wish I’d Said It

Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget that perfect offering

There is a crack in everything

That’s how the light gets in.

                                                    Leonard Cohen,  Anthem

Moral Distress in Healthcare


Detail from Goldsmith Artists collaborative project. Graphite/charcoal on wall. 2008

     There is a thoughful article in the NY Times on line regarding moral distress in nursing and medicine.  Go to

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/06/health/05chen.html?_r=1&partner=rss&emc=rss    to read the article.