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Writing In the Shade of Trees, Where it all Began
Writing In the Shade of Trees, Where it all Began *** On a trip to England in 2010, I began to research, and also sought to see and experience, certain aspects of my mom and her family’s life in...
Art, Art, Everywhere – Defined not by an Arbitrary, Limited, & Meaningless Rule, but by the Beholding Human Mind and Soul.
Art, Art, Everywhere I have a friend with multiple degrees in art. Years ago, as I remember, he told me his theoretical and working definition of art is that it must be composed of line...
Postcard Story – Autumn Rhythm – Jackson Pollock – 1950 – The Metropolitan Museum of Art
https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/488978 Autumn Rhythm Fifth sister – 10/21/20 …and he dragged her to the museum, literally, forgetting it seemed that he had promised her the best...
The Unbroken Coffee Cup – Postscript to Broken Coffee Cup Series – A Cup to Wrap One’s Hand Around to Ponder Final Thoughts
The Unbroken Coffee Cup – Postscript to Broken Coffee Cup Series This posting is a postscript to the Broken Coffee Cup Series. And here, the featured photo is the green-rimmed coffee cup,...
The Broken Coffee Cup – I Freely Confess I Broke the Coffee Cup, but I Did Not Break the Fellowship Among my Friends Nor Within the Church I Left – Part 3 – Politics, Idolatry, Pandemic, Second Great Commandment, Theology Mantras.
The Broken Coffee Cup - Part 3 – Politics, Idolatry, Pandemic, Second Great Commandment, Theology Mantras. As I began to prepare to compose and write this last part of the Broken Coffee Cup series -...
The Broken Coffee Cup – I Freely Confess I Broke the Coffee Cup, but I Did Not Break the Fellowship Among my Friends Nor Within the Church I Left – Part 2 – I Did Not Leave My Friends
The Broken Coffee Cup - Part 2 – I Did Not Leave My Friends This series continues to be difficult to write, being “professional” but, at the same time now, conveying emotional and spiritually deep...
The Broken Coffee Cup – I Freely Confess I Broke the Coffee Cup, but I Did Not Break the Fellowship Among My Friends Nor Within the Church I Left – Part 1 – A Year & a Half Since I Withdrew My Membership
The Broken Coffee Cup - Part 1 – A Year & a Half Since I Withdrew My Membership As a writer, I use my website for many purposes. I write for numerous reasons, on multiple different issues...
Postcard Story – Madame X (Madame Pierre Gautreau) – John Singer Sargent – 1883-84 – The Metropolitan Museum of Art
https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/12127 Third Daughter – 09/20/21 …and she gazed upon what she had achieved, in her mind, not what she had become, but what she was, reflected back to...
A Grandson in the Late Winter Afternoon – A Musing on Art
…and for me, art, like writing, is a way of seeing, a developed and infinitely blessed way of life. For here in this photo, there are random yet innately structured fields of color, light...
Email Postcard Story – One of Many Ruins of Abbeys and Castles that Dot the Welsh Countryside.
One of Many Ruins of Abbeys …and forever, it seemed, he always felt a touch of melancholy in the late afternoon and early evening, perhaps always regretting the waning of the light, of the golden...