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The Hero’s Path. Life lived as a Poem.

Originally posted on Charleston Through an Artist's eye:
We have not even to risk the adventure alone/ for the heroes of all time have gone before us /The labyrinth is thoroughly known/ We have only to follow the thread…

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Edisto as Eden Isle

God is the experience of looking at a tree and saying, “Ah!” – Joseph Campbell Edisto Island is a sea island, nine miles wide. And even though water surrounds it and rivers run through it, the island is mostly a

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Forest Path, a painting

This large painting was inspired by a winter visit to the jungle forests on a small undeveloped barrier island on the coast of South Carolina – Edisto. Cousin Pinkney Mikell took me through his land when they were burning back

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The Power of Place

Places have power – not only the physical power of sheer presence, but the emotional clout to alter our moods. – Martha Beck

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The Hero’s Path. Life Lived as a Poem.

This is a repost from November 2, 2010 We have not even to risk the adventure alone/ for the heroes of all time have gone before us /The labyrinth is thoroughly known/ We have only to follow the thread of

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The Hero’s Path. Life lived as a Poem.

We have not even to risk the adventure alone/ for the heroes of all time have gone before us /The labyrinth is thoroughly known/ We have only to follow the thread of the hero path/ And where we had thought

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Roots of the Spirit, Charleston and Edisto Island

“Draw, preachuh, draw/ Draw roun’ duh haltuh/ Draw preachuh, draw/Draw til the break ob day.” – Draw Lebel, Shouting Spiritual Lyric sung on Edisto Island. (published in the book, The Carolina Low-Country, 1932) Charleston is nicknamed the Holy City. That

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Coming Up ‘Rosy’: life in a tiny house…

Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.” — T.S. Eliot Rosy is what I call her. For just over a year, I have been living

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ooou lala…Food Lover’s Delight

Charleston’s food star is shining bright, and this week, the city is illuminated with artistic revelry. Dancers, musicians, actors, comedians, poets and artists are strutting their stuff at the Spoleto and Piccolo Annual Arts Festival. And the city’s dedicated chefs

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The Guest House

This being human is a guest house Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they are a crowd of sorrows, who

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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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