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…
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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…
Many artists work in series format. For some, the subject of the series is determined by the subject of the work– oceanscape, abstract, pop culture, etc. But for Los Angeles artist Benjamin Adelmann, a series of work is often…
Our current vagabondish lifestyle can make it difficult to create new connections. Sometimes we are only in one spot for 13 weeks, which seems hardly long enough to foster lifetime relationships. But occasionally, we come across those people with…
Instagram has changed the way we see the world. OK, maybe that’s giving the ubiquitous photo sharing app too much credit. But perhaps it has unleashed in many of us the desire to capture not only what we see,…
I stil vividly remember spending days with my mom, sister-in-law, and grandfather going through my grandmother’s things after she was gone. How very adamantly he wanted her things to go on in this life, even when she did not.…