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The View from Baoying Window by Chris H. Lynn

I consider myself a moving image maker. My work is primarily based on landscapes and aspects of the quotidian. My purpose is to capture...

Bird Watching by Sherill Anne Gross

I am a cut paper artist. My work is made using only paper, glue, and patience. Technically I create collages, but I don’t think collage...

Piecing it Together at the Woodworkers Club by Ellen Hill

Right now I’m working on two-dimensional paintings that combine panels or multiple pieces of painted and carved wood. The paintings are developed through a...

Georgetown Revisited by Teri Hiley

The exhibition that is opening this week at The Arts Club of Washington shows twenty-two of my artworks from a series I painted in...

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...

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.."

Making the Moonlit Traveler by Helga Thomson

Moonlit Traveler is from a series of prints titled “Chronicles and The Garden of Earthly Delights.” After all, only in the freedom and adventurousness of a moonlit evening would anyone dare to ride on a naked fish with a doggie’s face.

Love and Death at the NIH by Michele Banks

I first started experimenting with watercolor about 10 years ago, and from the beginning got into “wet in wet technique.”  To paint “wet in...

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Three Poems by Sandra S. McRae

Winter Solstice We drive in the darkpast the open fieldsinto the neighborhood:Millions of lights on the housesin the trees—the world a-twinkle with hopewhile overhead a...

One Poem by Sarah Karowski

Kindly i want to diein the same way daddytakes care of tarantulas—kindly. pick me upby the leg & chuckme out the way. Sarah Karowski (she/her) is...

Street Scene by Vincent Casaregola

Street Scene Early evening heat rises frompavements, from cement and asphalt,carrying a scent slightly sour,slightly acrid—oily and tar-like. Outside the café, beyond its fenced-intables, a large...