Aesthetic Arrest
Zion National Park in May of last year. We set up camp in the shadow of one of those glorious red rock monoliths with the
Zion National Park in May of last year. We set up camp in the shadow of one of those glorious red rock monoliths with the
I grew up closeted in the backwoods of South Carolina in the 80’s and became interested in storytelling around 9 years old when my father
Samuel Beckett and Tom F. Driver on the Function of Art in a World in Crisis There is so much about my work as an
You can still learn a lot from a dummy. Growing up in South Carolina in the mid-80’s, I remember the adults around me grumbling about
My mom turned 70 on Friday. She’s nimble and full of life and when I spoke to her on the phone earlier last week, she
As I struggle to hit the “public” button today to share this blog with the world, the voice in my head screaming who the hell
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