I was in the partial state of not knowing if I was awake or still dreaming; it had been another fitful uncomfortable night, mostly involving a donkey braying and the snores and […]
I was in the partial state of not knowing if I was awake or still dreaming; it had been another fitful uncomfortable night, mostly involving a donkey braying and the snores and […]
A cricket sings in my brambling dying herbs every autumn, tangled with the unruly thyme and the ever-flowering chives. I’ve never seen it but I look forward to its return every year […]
Some thoughts on Camus’ Myth of Sisyphus and Dostoyevsky’s Alyosha
There is a tactile vibrance to the plein air paintings of Brian O’Leary: You can feel the layers of light and leaves and rock and water. You can feel the shadows moving, […]
Memphis Minnie tells us that she hates to see the evening sun go down, and I feel that, too. Dusk always makes me feel a little melancholy, particularly this time of year […]
The microminiatures of Hagp Sandaldijian, from The Museum of Jurassic Theology
Some thoughts on two autumn poems from Matsuo Basho
The impact of Gerald Slota’s vivid and teeming images is immediate and arresting. They stop you in your tracks with their bright seeming-chaos. But the more you take time with them, the […]
A sad and beautiful Mix Tape from artist Tracie Noles-Ross
Clara and Ida Stroud were mother and daughter artists who worked to create opportunities for all women to exhibit and promote their art.