POETS PLACE
JUNE EDITION 2024
Back in Los Angeles, and folks it’s still a madhouse of art, culture, poetry, construction and serious potholes. If you can navigate it’s chaos, you are a winner, and probably have succumbed to sheer craziness!
I’m blogging here my trip to Europe, mostly for me to remember and savor my experience again and again. As we grow older, our recent memories often fade into the next experience and the next. Unless we document our experiences, daily, they can be lost into the well of the forgotten.
As you all know, I spent April in France all brought about by my acceptance to an artist residency in Nerac, France. I spent my last week in Europe in May with my friend Christine in Barcelona, Spain. For an LA native, Paris, was still intense. Loads of people everywhere, and no one paying attention to anyone around them. Even displaying and wearing my LA Dodgers T-shirt proudly, no one even made a comment. Even sporting my blue hair, I was invisible. Me. I had hopes of meeting some Parisian's, chatting them up about LA, its art and poetry scene, but to no avail. I did meet a fellow Californian, or course, in a cafe, he was from Long Beach! I invited him to join me to go to the Grand Palais Immersif graffiti exhibit. It was in a huge space next door to the Opera located in the Bastille district where I stayed in Paris. The show blew our minds!! Someone to share my art experience with!!! Yay!
This amazing graffiti exhibit was set “In the 20th century, the cities walls were marked by the widespread of urban art; public space became a privileged ground of expression, a place of creation, exhibition and appropriation for an art that defined itself on the bangs of official institutions. With the rise of the Internet and then social networks, street art has undergone a revolution, leading to a new relationship between artists and the city.
The exhibition unfolds across the monumental spaces of the Grand Palais Immersif, echoing and serving as a screen for these urban artistic creations, presented at 360°. From New York subways to paintings created or filmed using drones, from the large scale murals that appeared from the 2000s onwards to the most recent developments in graffiti vandalism, spectacular actions and reappropriations, visitors will discover urban art in all its facets, through digital experiences magnificently set to music by Roque Rivas”.
I toured the streets of Paris on my own mostly, discovering hidden gems of street art and loads of galleries. The art was stunning everywhere, located down and around the small cobbled stone streets. It was cold, often rainy and dreary weather. Cloudiness darkens my mood, so it was hard to smile at times, especially when the people were not openly friendly.
The Picasso museum was massive! I spent hours roaming the halls gazing at his brilliance! He did everything from poetry to sculptures. He is so well regarded in Europe and the world! You see his work everywhere, as graffiti on the street walls, and located in his museums scattered throughout Europe. We have been blessed with so much art in our lives, and we artists have been blessed to be in their spheres. I especially loved my hotel in the Marais district. LePetitBeaumarchais. I had a top floor room with a window that overlooked the Eiffel Tower in the distance! I loved writing at the little table by that window, listening to french radio stations. That hotel experience sealed my heart for Paris. Plus they provided me with slippers that I used throughout my trip in France and Spain!! It’s the little homey comforts in life that helps us get through the day. Right??!!
After Paris I decided to venture to the Loire Valley, specifically to Amboise, Da Vinci’s last home. Using Rick Steve’s travel guides I found this gorgeous B&B there. LaDilecta, Chambers d’hotes. Hosts Barbara and Andrea were artists themselves, and they provided me with the warmth and care I needed to experience France in their town. They guided me on how to travel to the chateaux’s Chenoceaux and Chaumont.
Barbara made a homemade breakfast everyday with chantilly cream for my coffee and a host of pastries and bread. Andrea provided and described the local cheeses and meats course served. Plus fresh fruits to sweeten my palate. I ended up lengthened my stay there.
I spent a day at Chateaux Du Clos Luce, Da Vinci’s last home. “Formerly called Manoir du Cloux, is a large château located in the center of Amboise, in the department of Indre-et-Loire, in the Centre-Val de Loire region of France. It is located in the natural Val de Loire (formerly called Touraine) region. Built by Hugues d'Amboise in 1471, the palace has known several famous owners such as the French king Charles VIII and Leonardo da Vinci. Clos Lucé is 500 metres from the royal Château d'Amboise, to which it is connected by an underground passageway. King Charles VIII bought the home from Étienne Le Loup in 1490 and during this time it became known as the ‘summer house’, housing French royalty. After a few decades Francis I gave it to Leonardo da Vinci when he invited him to live in France in 1516. The aging polymath lived his last years in this house, until his death on 2 May 1519” (Wikipedia). The grounds held working models of his inventions. He made a total of forty machines, five centuries ahead of its time! They were recreated at the chateaux using his original drawings. Astounding!
Walking the streets of France held a special charm for me. It takes a few days to orient myself to the area I’m staying in, focusing on the city maps to guide me to the places I wanted to go. Those hand drawn tourist maps were not very legitimate. They were needed though because I didn’t get a European sim card (dumb), so GPS on my phone was limited. But I managed to get where I wanted to go. Sometimes I would would walk half a mile in the wrong direction eventually stopping to ask a stranger, in my limited french which is the way to Chaumont chateaux? Getting lost was usually not a problem. It was an opportunity to see the countryside, sitting on a stump to relish and breathe in the local charm and beauty. Everywhere in France was gorgeous. It was April, it was green and flourishing in blooms (pic- yellow flowers near Chaumont). Once I turned around and walked the proper mile to the chateaux, I turned a corner and witnessed the splendor of Domaine-Chaumont.
Wow! I was stunned at the magnificence. Stupefied really. I knew then that this was the reason I traveled to the Loire Valley! The Chateau of Chaumont-sur-loire, overlooks the Loire Valley and is a UNESCO World Heritage site. And what a site to see!!! It’s a defensive architecture of the Gothic and Renaissance period. Catherine de Medici, who owned the Chateau from 1550-1560, then sold it to Diane de Poitiers, who also inherited Chateau De Chenonceau. Chaumont is currently a center of art and nature. The grounds are covered with art and hosts yearly international artists and garden festivals.
Chateau of Chenonceau, is called the ladies Chateau, because it was owned by ladies from 1494-1972. The original castle was demolished, only keeping the Marques tower and was rebuilt in the Renaissance style built on the piers of the old fortified mill. Walking through the impressive rooms of tapestries, restored renaissance furniture and stained glass windows was astounding. It gave the viewer an inside look into how the rich royals lived. Every corner, galleries, libraries, bedrooms, were touched by artisans of the day. Looking out through the tower window at the Loire River I felt I was in that time, the era of rich decadence and wealth.
I did feel wealthy traveling in France. I could go anywhere I wanted. I just had to pick where I wanted to go next! In my beautiful room in Amboise I opened the map of France on my iPad and pondered where to go next. I had at least 10 days to plan before my residency in Nerac. I pondered going to Marseilles, Toulouse, Arles, Bordeaux, Carcassone… Nice. All were accessible by train. I decided on Bordeaux, but I now forgot why! I booked my train, then found a delightful hotel, Hotel Renaissance, modernist style, situated right across from the Cite du Vin museum of wine. It was essential to visit the Cite Du Vin. I was in Bordeaux the wine capital of France!! I am so glad I did. They exhibited all the types of grapes used in France, their origins and the history of wine production. And on the top floor, with a complimentary glass of wine one could view the gorgeous city!
Bordeaux felt like where all the youth come to study and party. There was always lots of people next door at the food court drinking and smoking. The food there was delicious. I ate oysters and drank lots of wine. The streets in Bordeaux were filled with shops, with lots of people walking up and down the Garonne river walk. I walked 8 miles one day, and ended up with terrible blisters! Navigating new cities are sometimes difficult. One has to be versed in all the transit systems, where to get tix and which apps to download to get around. I was only there a few days so I decided to just walk. Of course I went to the museums. On my 8 mile walk I found the Capc, Musee d’art contemporain de Bordeaux. They had several installations inside the building. One installation caught my attention for sure, Waigireh rugs, real hair wigs. Wigs crushed under a sheet of glass. Hair styles frozen in time on a rug! Lol. Mostly I admired the building. “The museum is housed in the Entrepôt Lainé, a former warehouse for colonial goods (sugar, coffee, cocoa, cotton, spices, and oils) which were then re-exported to northern Europe by Bordeaux merchants. The warehouse was built in 1824 by the architect Claude Deschamps, known for the construction of the Pont de pierre of Bordeaux. It is built of brick, stone and wood in a style inspired by Italian architecture. There are two grand naves that are reminiscent of the Roman basilicas and that are used to present temporary exhibitions. The building was restored by the architects Denis Valode and Jean Pistre in the 1980s, the second project that this architectural team had undertaken. Their treatment was unusual for the time, emphasizing shadows and depth”. Wikipedia
On to Toulouse! I stayed in this beautiful hotel, Soclo. “On the banks of the Garonne River, it’s a few steps away from the Capitole, the leaves of a luxuriant garden and the lapping of a swimming pool give way to the Toulousan way of life that we love. The Maison Soclo hotel is located in this 18th century residence where neighbors, globetrotters, business travelers, brunch eaters, meet, discuss, eat, sleep, swim, sunbathe, read, play…Simply Live”. I wanted to visit museums, gardens, and churches, and they were so close by the hotel. I visited the Convent des Jacobins, a Dominican monastary built in 1229. I went to the Capitole, a museum where local policy is decided on.
Built in the 18th century and houses works of art that capture the Toulouse artisans of its time. My favorite was the hall dedicated to Henri-Martin. He painted portraits of his wife, sons and friends. Stunning masterpieces. The entire building is covered in murals, sculptures and frescos. Check out my videos of my experiences in France on Instagram to get a birds eye view. I loved Toulouse and my daily strolls through the town and by the river Garonne. There’s always so much to see and do. Many of my friends talk about the romance of sitting outside in cafes, drinking a coffee or sipping wine whilst the passersby mill nearby. I did at times sit for a spell, hoping some locals would want to take up a conversation, but it didn’t happen. I realized early on in my adventure to enjoy the city of art on my own. Smelling the smells of the surrounding cafes and nipping into shops, galleries and museums alone.
Next stop- Nerac via Agen to start my 2 week artist residency!
The actual train to Agen was uneventful, except that my initial train was cancelled, and since I don’t speak French, I sat on the bench waiting for my train for awhile without knowing. I eventually found some personnel to assist me in getting another train ticket. Since my phone was not getting signal, I couldn’t inform my host in Nerac about my delay. I discovered a McDonalds nearby knowing I could cap on their WiFi to text my hosts. All good. The other resident they were picking up was also delayed. I arrived in Agen, and my host was there waiting. Colin Usher picked up me and Ray, the other resident, and we drove off through the cool looking town, which Colin later in our stay took us to the Musee Des Beaux Arts D’Agen. That museum was founded in1876, hosting of a wealthy connoisseur collection of French paintings and sculptures. There was also really old objects from the Gallo-Roman periods. An absolutely exceptional museum! Once we left Agen, we were off through the countryside of Nerac. All green and lush beautiful hills.
StudioFaire is a magical place to experience in Nerac, France. Julia and Colin embrace their guests, and open their home for an artistic adventure that allows one to create freely in this lovely space. Mostly for me, it was also being around these two creatives, and witnessing their joy when talking about their resident’s accomplishments and their boundless energy to maintain the activities that abounds. I also appreciated their generosity in sharing the history of Nerac and it’s local art scene. Their home welcomes the creative to explore the glorious vegetative yard, and it is filled with their artwork and gifts from residents past. It was so inspiring to write there!
There is a shared kitchen which at times becomes a haven of laughter, and one is often coddled and comforted by the warmth of the smells of everyone’s cooking, which is often shared. The home and garden areas, gave me the urge to write my beautiful poetry in the garden whenever the sun shone. I wrote prose about the Baise River nearby, also inspired from my fabulous walks during the day:
“She strode along on the Garonne River bank. It was April in France, and only the sounds of the river cascading over a cement barge could be heard”.
If you are an artist of any medium, and want and need a quiet and charming space to create, with the most perfect hosts, come to StudioFaire! You will be welcomed into a delightful home of sheer creativity! I would venture out into the town daily to discover hidden gems of architecture all around the town. Walking around the village feels romantic. It’s picturesque and I bet the walls hold lots of stories about the people who have ventured there. “Nérac is a commune in the Lot-et-Garonne department, Southwestern France. The composer and organist Louis Raffy was born in Nérac, as was the former Arsenal and Bordeaux footballer Marouane Chamakh, as was Admiral Francois Darlan. Nérac was visited by author Joanne Harris as a child, and was influential in the setting of her best-known novel, Chocolat”. Wikipedia. I picked this residency because it was a small group of artists. The charm of this home was it’s hosts, as I mentioned above. I was utterly surprised at the calmness of the environment which was conducive to writing. I spent time in my room writing my memoir. In the garden I wrote poetry, which was inspiring, with ancient tress and loads of singing birds. On the last night of my stay, we had a shared dinner with the hosts. I screened my film, ’20 Years Left’, which coveted a round of applause. I drank too much and the next day of departure I was extremely hungover. Definitely not what I wanted to have happen since I had a five hour train ride to Spain! Luckily for me, Colin drove me later on in the afternoon to my train station, so I had the day to attempt to recover. It was a bittersweet goodbye to my hosts Julia and Colin.
BARCELONA!!! Here I come!!! I had to catch two trains there, and like I mentioned I was so hungover. Warning! Don’t travel in a foreign land hungover! It was really trying to navigate new train stations bleary eyed, and I didn’t get into Barcelona until later evening. I hailed a taxi at the station which was huge and busy! Luckily for me my friend Christine was meeting me there, and she was already at the hotel. I was still pretty wacked when I arrived, but it was so comforting that she was there to usher me in. What a grand city to wake up to next morning! I was awoken by the smell of a delicious cup of coffee brought to me by Christine. I knew then that our stay here was going to be amazing! We had a place close to the marina and not far from the beach. The weather was warm and sunny! A pleasant change from the cloudiness of France. Our trajectory? Gaudi Gaudi GAUDI!!! His architectural genius was seen everywhere!. The La Familia Segrada church, Palau Guell, and the castle manor Bellesguard, which was very quiet, not very frequented by tourists who are packing the well known sites. “Bellesguard, also known as Casa Figueres, is a modernist manor house designed by Catalan architect Antoni Gaudí, which was constructed between 1900 and 1909. It is located at the Sarrià-Sant Gervasi district of Barcelona in Catalonia, Spain. The ground on which Bellesguard stands had been the site of a country residence belonging to Martin, king of Aragon and count of Barcelona”. Wikipedia.
Guell Palace, was the first great commission Gaudi received from Eusebio Guell. It was built between 1886-1890, and was it a feast for the eyes!! As mentioned before, I have videos from the inside and outside to see on Instagram. Its concept of space and the treatment of light were astounding! From the rooftop I could see another of Gaudi’s buildings located in the distance on the hillside. I think it was the Bellesguard manor that we visited. On that same hill you could see an old ferris wheel. I really wanted to go there, but or course we can’t do it all!
Now for the creme de la creme, La Familia Segrada. “The Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Família, otherwise known as Sagrada Família, is a church under construction in the Eixample district of Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain. It is the largest unfinished Catholic church in the world. Designed by Catalan architect Antoni Gaudí, in 2005 his work on Sagrada Família was added to an existing UNESCO World Heritage Site, "Works of Antoni Gaudí". On 7 November 2010, Pope Benedict XVI consecrated the church and proclaimed it a minor basilica.” Wikipedia. Thank you Wikipedia! The description cannot explain what the senses feel when you enter the basilica. I had to FaceTime Les on WhatsApp to show him what I was experiencing at that very moment in time. It was absolutely BREATHTAKING!!!!! It has been under construction for 100 years and it is still not finished!
Tooling around the city was magical. There is art and culture happening around every corner. Street art, Lichenstein sculptures, Miro art in tiles on the street, graffiti, gelato and lots of cured meats hanging in the windows! I love Barcelona!! Our hotel had a rooftop pool and deck bar which people partied there nightly.We didn’t party much, by the time it was days end we were exhausted from our adventures and we collapsed in our sweet room. We could still listen to the sounds emanating from the city from our balcony. One of the last adventures, and certainly memorable was the Fundacio Miro museum. The Joan Miró Foundation is a museum of modern art that exhibits the works of Barcelona-born artist Joan Miró. The museum opened its doors in 1975 and was designed in collaboration between Miró and architect Josep Lluís Sert. The building itself is also pretty interesting, and the rooftop terraces offer excellent panoramic views of Barcelona. Yes it did!!! Stellar!!!
Europe was an adventure to remember. There was so much more that I didn’t write about here. I will leave more for my upcoming memoir. I feel so blessed that I was able to go on this trip. Do everything that I wanted to do, and truly honored to have been accepted to an artist residency. I feel that I really am an artist. And one that loves to share in the gifts that I have received.
Now, here are this month’s contributions!!!
Ciao, Linda
Poem
By Lida Parent Harris
and show her now before she knows
that love is a gift, and she is as true, and better off than she ever knew.
3/29/24. 6:38 p.m.
Lida was born in Inglewood, Ca., and raised in Chatsworth, Ca. She spent her childhood enjoying a good book, drawing, and writing her own stories. Always a quiet student, Lida thrived in the world of Literature and Art.
At age 17, Lida began Journaling, and writing her first drafts of poetry. She graduated from El Camino Real High School, and went on to care for adults and children with disabilities.
Lida continued her love of writing poetry well into her twenties. She began submitting to newspapers, and collections of work.
Her writing career began in 2001 when she began attending Open-mic events in the San Fernando Valley. She met wonderful friends in a coffeehouse, and soon her life and world opened.
Lida attended Community Literature Initiative instructed by Hiram Sims. It was a writing course at USC which gave her new roots.
Her first book of poetry was published in 2015, by World Stage Press. She enjoyed performing in new venues, and creating her own shows called Lyrical Flames, in 2014.
Since then, Lida has performed her poetry in Las Vegas, Chicago, Santa Monica, Long Beach, North Holland, ArtShare LA, Leimert Park, Grand Park, and The Los Angeles Times Book Festival.
Lida is currently a mentor and dedicates her time to teach poetry for adults for The Los Angeles County Department of Mental Health. She is also taking Drumming and writes song lyrics for new realms of creativity.
Poker for Free
By Caleb Delos-Santos
If those petite disks,
ribbed
and faintly tinged,
equate to dialogues
about Letterboxed
and Oreos,
or nuptial monologues
aloft
in Serif Font,
or checkered pre-wed vents
about save-the-dates
and sex,
or fresh brethren
exempt
from GEs
and patriarchies,
or a potential new family
with covert dents,
spaghetti
wiring,
but also cream cheese,
bellflowers, and naked teeth,
then, I might not raise,
but I will certainly
ante up.
Caleb Delos-Santos (he/him) is an English graduate student and teaching assistant at Southern Illinois University Edwardsville. Caleb has published poetry with over twenty literary magazines, including North Dakota Quarterly and the Madison Journal of Literary Criticism, and released four poetry collections: When Will You Water Me? (2024), Leftover Poetry (2023), Once One Discovers Love (2023), and A Poet’s Perspective (2022). Caleb also won the 2022 Esselstrom Prize for Creative Writing, the West Wind Literary Magazine’s 2023 Best in Genre Award for his nonfiction, and the 2024 William Carlin Slattery Award in Poetry. When not writing, Caleb watches TV with his wife.
Turkish memory
By jerry the priest
Those oarsmen never knew what hit ‘em
Hillary was a popular classmate, as was I
Two roustabouts out for fancy larks in foreign
climes, down by the wharf
We weren’t destined for a lasting acquaintance
But when two young men in a rowboat appeared
it was too magical to miss drifting on the bosphorus
high on raki mixed with the crescent moon and stars
while dunbeks played, dervishes whirled, and the
lavish waves seemed operatically choreographed
We ended up tangled in yacht’s ropes, nearly
pitching into the drink, finally scrambling to shore
to chortle years later about the night we took a boat ride
and never met again
Damn Hills, hope your journey has been amazing.
What a carnival this life! What a godsend!
Thank you for this Turkish memory. Thank you
for the night you were my friend.
jerry the priest, legal name Jerome Dunn, has been creating material for exhibition, publication and live presentation since 1979, when he studied experimental music at the University of Redlands. A vocal performer since early childhood, his formal study of music began with his first trombone lesson in 1967.
Essays, poems, stories and illustrations have appeared in Coagula Art Journal, La Quadra, the Nervous Breakdown, Bombay Gin and others, and his guitar/vocal/trombone work and lyrics are featured on Cheap Disaster (’92), Stark Aloe Vera (’95), and Lovely Children (2011).
He’slived and taught in Katmandu Nepal, Istanbul Turkey, Boston Massachusetts, Boulder Colorado,Portland,Oregon, San Francisco/San Leandro/Los Angeles, California, and written in Banaras, Bodhgaya, Konya, Damascus, Petra, Jerusalem, Mexico City, San Cristobal de las Casas, Antigua, Buenos Aires, Seattle, New Orleans, Chicago, Denver, Santa Fe, Bar Harbor, Vancouver, Halifax, Atlanta, Asheville and Manhattan, among other locales.
Scammers
By Ronald G. Carrillo
Scammers
On all fronts
Like the ten plagues
Of Egypt
Phone and
Email scammers
Front door
Scammers
On the street
Scammers
Internet hustlers
On the scam
Hackers
And sellers
Trespassers
And peddlers
Of every sort
Solar panel
Pushers
Fast talking
Presidential seekers
Promising
To make
America great
Again and again
Every four years
Technology's
Dark side
Collecting
Our internet
Habits
Big Brother
Calling
Conspiracy propaganda
Believers
End of days
Apocalyptic
Predictors
Missing
The mark
Every couple
Of decades
Men of the cloth
Out of touch
Pulpit pontificators
Senior citizens
Targeted
By scammer
Specialists
Foreign
Scammers
Out for American
Sweetheart
Money
No shame
All greed
Smash and grab
Scam robberies
Sucker punching
Strangers on the street
For a thrill
The social fabric
Of common decency
Falling apart
Democracy threatened
An apathetic
Fog of fear
Spreading across
The red white and blue
A terrified fringe
Only see the dream
In black and white
With psychotic eyes
No diversity
No rainbow colors
Like a gangrene
Limb that requires
Amputation
An extreme
Conservatism
Living in a prison
With no windows
Unable to see
A bigger brighter
American picture
Close all borders
Hate immigrants
Impinge women’s
Rights
Secret agents
Elitists agendas
Constitutional
White only
Interpreters
Dixieland plantations
Gone
The White House
Was built with slave
Hands and muscle
Black lives
Brown mouths
Asian babies
But the rooster
Remains white
So much
Of our history
Swept under
A democratic rug
Of shame
Clean house
Lift the veil
From closed
Political eyes
Resuscitate
Lady Liberty
Reset
Refresh
Congressional bonds
Of service
For the people
Let’s live
Our full
Constitution
Ronald G. Carrillo is a native Lincoln Hts Angelino, living in Eagle Rock and a retired LAUSD educator and influencer. He writes of his passion and rebirth into the golden age of living. He has been writing since high school and was initially influenced from the songwriters, Keith Reid, Joni Mitchell, Laura Nyro, Neil Young.
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Linda Kaye writes poetry, curates poetry, produces films, produces spoken word and art events and produces a poetry column POETS PLACE for the online publication LAARTNEWS throughout the Los Angeles area.
Linda’s poetry events have included several summer poetry salons, and shows at the Align Gallery, 50/50 Gallery, Gold Haus Gallery, Ave 50 Gallery and Rock Rose Gallery in Highland Park .The Manifesto Café in Hermon, Pilates and Arts studio in Echo Park, and Native Boutique, Zweet Café in Eagle Rock, The Los Angeles Makery in Little Tokyo. And at the Neutra Institute Gallery and Museum in Silverlake. Her first short documentary film “BORDER POETS” was a socially and politically inspired event with poets and musicians filmed at the border wall near Tecate, Mexico on the Jacumba, Ca. side of the US. The film co-produced by MUD productions is available for viewing on her website and on youtube. https://youtu.be/5Te4-dlhxco
Her rap music video project in collaboration with Mary Cheung, “ERACE-ISM” can also be seen on youtube. https://youtu.be/NfrbveNUBgg This video was accepted into the Ontario Museum of History & Art show “We the People” Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow. February 2- April 16, 2023. So honored!!
And… February 19, 2022, she debuted her staged poetry production of “20 Years Left” at the historic Ebell Club in Highland Park! Two sold out shows with 2 standing ovations!! Check out the links to reviews and the video!
https://thehollywoodtimes.today/20-years-left-new-show-performance-poetry-music/
20 Years Left youtube live stream 2/19/22
20 Years Left is now a short documentary!!!! Screening at a living room near you!!!!
Linda Kaye is a native Angeleno who grew up in the San Fernando Valley. She claims to be both a first-generation Valley Girl, and The Original Hipster. Educated at Antioch University and Cal State Long Beach in psychology and social work. Linda, now retired from medical social work, was working for her last seven years of employment as a psychotherapist and licensed clinical supervisor for an out patient mental health clinic. She was a licensed medical social worker for 30+ years working on the front line of healthcare, a private consultant for Physicians Aid Association and for skilled nursing facilities throughout California and Arizona. She was also an adjunct assistant professor at the USC Suzanne Dworak-Peck School of Social Work. Oh yeah.
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