If I could think of any one way to honor my mom’s memory in my life going forward– it could be summed up in one word. MORE. These paintings by Melbourne artist Amanda Krantz teem with color, movement, and life,…
Paintings
We are all in some ways living transitory lives. None of us are here forever, though some, like Mr. F and I, find ourselves moving from place to place quite often. Sometimes we stay in one spot long enough…
Beauty is often found in its purest form– a hidden waterfall, the smiling face of a child, the soft wrinkles of a grandmother’s hand. But other times, perfection is manufactured and beauty hides a darker truth. In his ColorSafe…
Aging is not for the faint of heart. Now that I’m truly and well into my, ahem, forties(!!), I know this to be true. Metabolism is no longer my friend and each day seems to bring a new grey…
We find ourselves in a superficial world. Most days, the bulk of our interactions may be on the “like/dislike” spectrum. We send quick quips on social media to people we barely know or haven’t actually spoken to in years.…
It’s easy to get thrown off balance when life plunges an obstacle into our path. We feel like we’re moving along, making progress and then BAM! Roadblock. These paintings by Spartanburg artist Page Jones Davis, with their layers and…
With the advent of Memorial Day last week, full blown summer is just around the corner. It seems like we never outgrow that old “schools out” feeling of the summer months! We want to linger a little longer, explore, leave…
Everyone wants to be known as the “sweet one”, right? We all have that friend, the one who never seems to say a word in anger, always kind and generous no matter what. I wish I could say that…
One of my favorite things about the West Coast that I didn’t grow up with on the Florida coast is tide pools. Mr. F and I spend lots of time exploring and examining these little microcosms teeming with life.…
Waiting can be fun. No, really, hear me out! The anticipation of a coming vacation, standing in queue for a roller coaster– it can be almost as exciting as the thing itself. But then there is the other kind…