Resident Artist 2: David Arthur, No. 6
Resident Artist 2: David Arthur, No. 6: Mom’s Blue Ribbons My mother’s Blue Ribbons speak to me from her closet. Instead of awards, they sing the blues. Telling her tales of growing up in…
Resident Artist 2: David Arthur, No. 6: Mom’s Blue Ribbons My mother’s Blue Ribbons speak to me from her closet. Instead of awards, they sing the blues. Telling her tales of growing up in…
Antocracy Nothing upon the grasshopper’s back more than the resentment of ants, their taxes ever squeezing out empathy for others who earned their pensions the old fashioned way chewing leaves all summer while the…
Bearing A Grudge Bearing a grudge- a poor intention of a heart, maybe, rich in good wishes but ought not to be run down, in putting two and two together one can see eye…