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A Picture & 100 Words: Thoughts On Belief + New Prints
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A Picture & 100 Words
Through words and images, my newsletter captures my dance with the universe as a creative professional. The goal is to enrich your life in some small way, whether by transporting you to a faraway place or embedding you in this moment. Sign up to gain early or exclusive access to photos, ebooks, prints, articles, and other creative leaps into the dark.
Writing Lessons from Soldiers of War A photo of the National Veterans Memorial and Park in Columbus It was about 25 degrees Fahrenheit, and as always, I wasn’t dressed for the occasion. I walked around the Ohio Statehouse and came across a memorial — a stone wall replication of handwritten letters, drafted from the tired hands of soldiers and sent to loved ones, mostly from WWII. Each one read like a final goodbye. In many cases, it was. How does one write when everything hangs in the...
The Shoebox Miracle The odds of ever having lived this dance called life are staggeringly low. My great-grandfather was born so small and fragile that the hospital sent him home in a shoebox. He was 4.5 months premature. That box was intended to be his final resting place. He was expected to die. He weighed about one pound. One pound of stubborn life. The doctor said there was no chance he would survive. “We’re sorry. There’s nothing we can do. You may take him home.” A nurse lowered the tiny...
The Joy of Losing Oneself A girl in Warsaw, lost in a floating sea of bubbles. Feeling lost? Good. That means you’re searching. Searching means you’re on the edge of something real. I beat my mid-life crisis to the punch. At 38, I had a successful marketing business. My income was increasing by the month, but I spent almost every waking hour at my desk. I was lost. I booked a flight to Greece without a plan. On a tiny island, after five days of fasting, I interrogated myself and scrawled some...