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We Come Out of the World as Leaves From a Tree by Michele de la Menardiere

My latest series of small square paintings is called Saudade. This is a Brazilian Portuguese word that has no English translation. Saudade describes an...

Stargazing by Angella Foster

With the premiere of my newest work, Stargazing, rapidly approaching, I've been spending a lot of my time attending to all the minutiae of...

Living the RAW Dream Through Kaleidoscope by Wood D

Whenever I get the chance to present my work publicly, I’m always honored and humbled by the opportunity. I’ve been working as a photographer...

The Body as Concept and Constant by Judy Byron

As 2011 begins, I find myself re-visiting some professional pleasures of 2010 and realizing that this all seems very far away from being the...

Imagery and Symbolism by Matt Sesow

"Since 1994, I have used a unique set of “icons” and imagery to help communicate meaning in my paintings. Below are my explanations.."

The Golden Dance Experiment by Lindsey Golden

As an artist I am constantly striving for new ways to express the vast array of swirling emotions within my being, and living in...

Why I Struggle to Make Photographs by Andrew Zimmermann

I work with a large format camera, a heavy steel contraption that is older than I am, which puts images onto 8x10 inch sheets...

Art is a Story by Megan Coyle

As a collage artist, I’m drawn to storytelling with images and words. I decided to pursue a career as a visual artist after majoring...

Silence as Varied as Snow by Nancy Havlik

I began thinking about the new dance/theater I’m making while recovering from a double knee replacement surgery in July, 2011. I had to spend...

Sun Boxes by Craig Colorruso

Our lives have filled up with technology. But we still need the sun, and my Sun Boxes are collaborating with the planet and it’s relation to the sun.

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Two Poems by Yvette Neisser

Ode to the Analog Age Praise the newspaper tossed each morning by a boy on a bicycle, ink of newsprint, thinness of paper. Praise phone booths...

Three Poems by Kay White Drew

WHERE ARE THE SUPERHEROES?A jubilant time, the era of the superhero,that decade when a vital young President,rejuvenated by a medical breakthrough,laid down plans for...

Two Poems by Ellen Carter

The night before I have not met you yetbut I knowyou will be herein the morning.I am waiting.So are you.Will you rememberyour creationmade of trust...