“Their Brains Were Small and They Died” Continue reading →
“…for I was thinking of the lady whom I love best, and thus was she brought to my mind: — I was looking upon the snow, and upon the raven, and upon the drops of the blood of the bird … Continue reading →
Those who are waiting for an epiphany to strike may wait forever. The artist simply goes to work, making art, both good and not so good. — Chuck Close Continue reading →
trying to get into the swing of sewing all the squares together in the first pass. Continue reading →
Driving home, I take the small dirt road near my house and am almost back home when I see a car coming. I look for a good place to pull over a bit and as I pull over (AS I … Continue reading →
The strangest, most generous, and proudest of all virtues is true courage.
