Once Upon A Time

Another in my series “Studio Shorts”

Once upon a time and on a very rainy day, a busy preacher brought a boatload of flowers home to his busy wife. Somehow, between hospital visits and phone calls and plans to go to maximum security prison that evening, the preacher also managed to squeeze in a trip to Trader Joe’s.

All because she’d mentioned wanting flowers the day before. She’d also completely forgotten about it, but he hadn’t.

And so on a Friday full of fears of AI, news of plane crashes, wars, hostages, and fires, in that nondescript home there was quiet joy.

Somehow, it mattered. In all the whole wide world, what happened there counted. In that one place, the powers of darkness lost, and beauty defied despair.

To My Atlanta-Area Friends

I’ve been juried into the coveted Wesleyan Artist Market this coming April.

Shows are a lot of work, and for good reason. Not every artist gets in - I’ve been rejected or “waitlisted” for my fair share of big shows (I no longer do craft shows, non-juried fairs, or small shows - nor do I do the large “pay to play” shows where everyone with a four figure deposit gets “juried in”.). So it’s always an honor to be juried into the few events that I hand-pick, and hope to get into.

I hope I see you there.