There is in South Carolina a sculpture garden that apparently is known by few of my fellow sculptors in the West. Brookgreen Gardens was founded in 1931 by Archer Milton Huntington, a railroad […]
I arrived home early one day, much to the chagrin of my two hormones-from-hell riddled sons and one of their friends. I walked into one of those “caught in the act” moments where the […]
Who are you? I grew up in Nasria, Iraq, the third in a family of 11 children. I had an uncle who used to do small drawings and oil paintings. When I […]
It’s when things are going well that change seems the most strange and disconcerting. That in part is why, when Vic Picou announced that he was stepping down as the leader of the Camp Brotherhood symposium, […]
As I get ready to head out to Camp B tomorrow, it seems odd to be writing something that people won’t read until Camp B is long over. Things seem to happen […]
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