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Porch Note
There I was sitting quietly on the front porch when I decided to sweep off the sidewalk and porch – only it was abundantly clear immediately that my arm was NOT going to allow that motion. Ouch! This was so… Continue reading
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Porch Note (and beyond)
Just a note about porch notes: Porch Notes aren’t limited to the physical front porch. This way of seeing is portable. The “porch” is really a state of being—a threshold between inside and outside, where I can pause, observe, and let… Continue reading
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Another not exactly a porch note
Well, I have a tendon/muscle strain in my right arm. Just above my elbow, there’s a lump, swelling, plus I’m experiencing discomfort with certain motions. So, my right arm, my dominant arm, is giving me problems. Actually it bothered me… Continue reading
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Not Exactly a Porch Note (updated)
Perhaps you could call this an ‘inside-porch’ note. I didn’t sit outside, I sat inside on the sofa looking out my open front door, letting in fresh air, sunshine, and the sound of birds. I sat there on and off… Continue reading
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Cracker House Chronicle: The ground I stand on ***
My mind has been slipping lately. There are moments now when time loosens its grip. I will be doing something small—washing my hands, wiping a counter, moving through the quiet ordinariness of the day—and without warning, I am elsewhere. Not… Continue reading
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Studio Chair Note
I have porch notes—why not studio notes. Just a note written from the chair in the studio. A place I go to sit and think, or dream, or plan, or read, or work in my journal, or do some writing—and… Continue reading
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Cracker House Artist Residency InHerStudio
As you know my latest art project Learning to See is likely a two year project. It just came out that way. It’s simply how long it will realistically take to complete what I have in mind. There is a… Continue reading
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InHerStudio: Lesson, Not Failure
Face #1 – PanPastel (March 19, 2026)Reflections: Result: I’m going to explore this face again in PanPastel, this time on the proper paper and upright on the easel. This is not a redo—it’s an opportunity to apply what I learned… Continue reading
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Porch Note
I sit here in the early morning looking out the open front door at the play of light on the wall of the garage. It’s cold, in the 50s, feels crisp, that’s the word. It’s even set the heater to… Continue reading
Voyage of Discovery 
