Abstract Narrative Painting
I’ve been thinking a lot about friendship over the last few days and weeks. Mostly I’ve been thinking about whether I’m a good friend to my friends or if we all endure each other in some delicate dance; any one of us breaks the rhythm then the offending party is ejected into the void. I [...]
When I first began this post last week I was having an emotional day in Vermont. I got to listening to one of those way-to-thoughtful story-telling NPR programs and all of a suddenly I started crying, thinking about my mother. She died nine years ago around this time of the year. The experience got me to thinking about [...]
Anthony Smith Jr. 