I recently, with the assistance of my good friend Sarah, unearthed a personal penchant for jazz.
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Small Acts
Every time a boy holds a door for me, my hope in humanity is renewed. Maybe society isn’t decomposing like roadkill. Maybe we still have some notions of etiquette. Bless you! (Or curse you if you’ve lost the habit of holding doors.) Farewell.
A Saturday Morning in Pre-Raphaelite Paintings
I do love the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood, don’t you? They were bon vivants. They were rebels. And they were artists with real talent and an astoundingly new vision. By the time they split and went their separate ways, they had already created a legacy nobody in England could ever forget. I present, the Triumphant Trio: William…
God Loves You
2/8/15 What calling is more fulfilling than art? What can rival the euphoria of creativity? For when the artist sculpts a statue, throws paint on canvas, or sings a song that brings tears to eyes, he is imitating the very action of God.