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Hutchinson House Edisto Island

©2016 Charlotte Hutson Wrenn This is a painting from a photograph by Walter Sanders, originally published in Life Magazine in an article on segregation in Alabama and Edisto Island. The painting is 7″x 5″ and for now is not for

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Posted in architecture, art, Arts & Culture, Charleston South Carolina, Gullah, South Carolina History

Benne Seeds in the Lowcountry

Originally posted on Charleston Time Machine:
The benne (or sesame) seed has long been a staple in the traditional foodways of the South Carolina lowcountry. Most people here, especially tourists, first encounter this delicious seed in the benne wafer—sweet, crunchy, bite-sized…

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The old Edisto Beach Fishing Pier 1950s – a Collage

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Grace. A Poem by Jake Adam York.

Grace Because my grandmother made me the breakfast her mother made her, when I crack the eggs, pat the butter on the toast, and remember the bacon to cast iron, to fork, to plate, to tongue, my great grandmother moves

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The Many Wives of Henry Woodward by Suzannah Smith Miles

This was written by my friend, Suzannah Smith Miles for the Moultrie News in Mt. Pleasant. Tuesday, March 13, 2012 By Suzannah Smith Miles Talk about the right stuff. Dr. Henry Woodward was quite a man – and in more

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Homecoming in the Lowcountry

One must always maintain one’s connection to the past and yet ceaselessly pull away from it. – Gaston Bachelard Today’s post is a re-post of a piece I wrote a year ago. This week I am re-reading those days of

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Dancin’ the Charleston in a Jazz-y town

“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you’re perfectly free.” — Rumi The Charleston is the dance we proudly acclaim as our

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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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