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Archive for November, 2009

On Thursday, December 3, The Nave Gallery opens its December Salon featuring the work of almost a hundred artists.  Below you can read more information about the Salon, and get a sneak preview of my artwork on display, as well as sneak peeks at works by two excellent artists, Zoe Langosy and Stephen Horne.
 
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Years ago, when I was at a different crossroads in my life, a colleague suggested I read a book by one of her former students.  The book was Shay Youngblood’s A Black Girl in Paris.  As the title suggests, it’s about a young American woman who packs her bags and moves to the City of [...]

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Butterflies have always been a part of my life.  Quite a variety made their way through rural southern Virginia.  My brothers and I found a little green pod once.  We watched it grow transparent and out drip a wet-winged Monarch.   White and gold butterflies were most common.  Every now and then a blue butterfly would [...]

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” the submerged shafts of the sun, split like spun glass,
move themselves with spotlight swiftness into the crevices
– in and out, illuminating the turquoise sea “
 
Read the full poem, The Fish, and about the fascinating author, Marianne Moore,  here:
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21070

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It shouldn’t take the flu to slow one down, but sometimes it seems that way.  I do not think that I am particularly energetic but of late I have felt a need to slow down, or to encourage people around me to slow down.  So, how strange it was to rediscover amidst my journals a [...]

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Not to be cliche, but I have indeed always dreamed of traveling to Africa.  To this day, I remember as a child watching on network television shows like Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom and National Geographic.  At first I wanted to be one of the researchers on the ground studying the animals and the people.  [...]

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Found at a used book store for .25 each!

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Yesterday I found an essay that I called The Watchers.  It was a very short, personal piece about my mother and I, and how from her I learned to observe the world through the windows and doorways of our home.  Though the woman I knew stayed close to home, and she made clear her worries [...]

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