Who remembers the Rubik’s Cube sensation back in the 80s? I can distinctly remember spending hours twisting and turning, trying to line up all those little colored squares! I always thought the more random arrangement of colors much more…
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We can be deceived, sometimes, by social media and society’s talk of “friends” and “followers”. How is it even possible to have over 500 friends? I ask myself that sometimes when I look at my own personal profiles. These…
It’s been a long day at work. You pack up your desk, turn off your light, get into your car. Then it seems like the next minute, you’re pulling into your driveway, not remembering anything about the journey home.…
Confession time: I’m a bit of a neat freak. I make the bed every day. I always have a place for everything. In college, I was the only one in the painting studio meticulously cleaning off her palette after…
It can be easy to get stuck pigeon-holing people into the roles in which we know them best. Mother, father, sister, brother, doctor, lawyer, artist. But we aren’t flat and one-dimensional. We are made up of many sides, many…
After nearly a year of coastal living and four years in the Northwest, I feel like I’ve become a connoisseur of clouds. Recently Mr. F and I sat high atop a local rock formation, watching for whales as they migrate…
There is more to nakedness than the simple truth of being without clothing. It requires trust and vulnerability, traits not always easy to come by. This season of my life, dealing with my mom’s illness, has without a doubt…
We all have expectations of life. Perceptions of what our ideal world would look like. Those expectations seem to be heightened these days by the images of perfect lives we are bombarded with daily via social media and lifestyle…
As a somewhat fledgling painter exploring the nature of environments myself, I’m always intrigued by how other artists interpret the scenes we experience. In her paintings, New York artist Allison Gildersleeve paints the simultaneous experiences of small, hemmed-in parcels of wilderness.…
Food and sex. Let’s face it, our American culture is pretty much obsessed with two things. Yet we often want to deny how much each matters to us. We are somehow above such base desires. In her work, Asian…