Faith-colored glasses

We were invited to attend a concert in the village up the road a’piece. Every artist needs a promoter who believes in their work and direct others to it Claire is her mother’s biggest fan. “She wrote a song for me,” Claire says. “Middle child.” Middle children get a bad rap sometimes, but I have [Read More…]

Quiet Hours in the Village

An artist is not a special kind of person. In every person is a special kind of artist.   A. K. Coomaraswamy I’ll confess, I was more than a little sad to leave our sweet room and the city of Amsterdam. There was still so  much I had not seen yet. I did manage to get [Read More…]