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Rice. A Poem by Mary Oliver

It grew in the black mud. It grew under the tiger’s orange paws. Its stems thicker than candles, and as straight. Its leaves like the feathers of egrets, but green. The grains cresting, wanting to burst. Oh, blood of the

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Beauty

Beauty surrounds us. – Rumi

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Spring in Charleston, South of Broad.

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Peonies. A poem by Mary Oliver

This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready to break my heart as the sun rises, as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers and they open– pools of lace, white and pink– and all

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The Gateway Walk, Paris in Charleston SC

Paris in Charleston? It’s why I am here. This historic American city is beautiful and nuanced. Charleston’s Gateway Walk celebrates an anniversary today. On April 10th in 1930, The Garden Club of Charleston opened this public downtown garden walking path.

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DuBose Heyward on Charleston

They tell me she is beautiful my city That she is colorful and quaint alone Among the cities. But I, I who have known Her tenderness, her courage and her pity; Have felt her forces mold me, mind and bone.

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New Birth in a New Year

“A strong lock hides something extremely precious…the thicker the veil, the more valuable the jewel, for a hoard of treasure is guarded by a large snake. Do not dwell on the hideousness of the snake, contemplate instead the dazzling and

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Art Food: Homage to the Silence

Round red flame/rolling in silence/over a rivered sea This weekend, I spent some time on a boat on the Ashley River in Charleston with childhood friends. We laughed til my sides hurt. We talked about art. We talked about fire.

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Summer’s Flowering

Nobody sees a flower, really–it is so small we haven’t time, and to see takes time. – Georgia O’Keefe Have you ever noticed the beautiful flower that appears before it transforms into the long, green, rough vegetable we call okra?

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“It is solved by walking.” – St. Augustine

‘Solvitur ambulando‘ is a Latin phrase yet suggests the simplest of meditations. On many occasions as an artist, I have solved a painting by taking a walk. In Charleston, the simple act of walking in this beauty is enough to

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What’s this?

Welcome to my blog about the Lowcountry of South Carolina, a place proud with beauty, history and art. Sometimes we feel a call, to be, to go, to do. I was called to be an artist, and as an old midwife from Alabama said, “If the good Lord wants you to do something, you won’t have no good luck until you do it.”

So here I am writing about what I know, about the 'under glimmer' as the poet Basho, says, the way I have learned to see, to notice. I am inspired by, and talking about the history and art and culture of this place that has called me to herself. By the ancestors.

My background includes a degree in fine arts from a small private college in Florida, and before that, four years of all girls' boarding school in Asheville. I worked as a professional photographer, helped my children grow up, and now and I love seasoned things, good food, better conversation, beauty, my beloved and beautiful Italian Greyhound, Beau. Moved by the sacred places and stories of this beautiful historic land called the Lowcountry, I am here in spirit and I hope to infect you with my love of this place.

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