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…
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…
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.…
‘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…