“Gems” by Lynn Bridge This morning, when I went for a walk, I felt porous. The wind through my skin and the light and shadow through my eyes carried restoration and wisdom inside me.  I deflated just a bit upon coming indoors to work.  Note to my spirit:  hold the

Making Friends

[slideshow] The last couple of days, I have taken an old, unfinished mosaic of mine outside to watch it interact and make friends with the light, patterns, and forms in the front yard.  I took lots of pictures, and sometimes gave it my “blur treatment”.  You’ll

Another Angle

And Where We’ll Land, Nobody Knows One blog I follow, Quiet: the Power of Introverts, by Susan Cain, provides a reading list each weekend.  Today, one of the offerings caught my eye because it involved creativity.  There is a lot of talk about creative thinking; teaching it

Spring is here… or fall…or something…

Scene seen in the ‘hood This summer was so hot and so dry that any plant not already dead went into dormancy.  Just like in winter.  So, when a little bit of rain fell and the temperatures dropped a few degrees, they thought it was spring, and they BLOOMED! Who ever sees

If I Were a Rich Man

If I Were a Rich Man another ‘blur photograph’ by Lynn Bridge I heard on NPR today that when Martin Luther King, Jr. had gone to Memphis to participate in the sanitation workers’ strike, it was a side trip for him, a diversion from his quite controversial plan

In the Image of…

The Boy in the Manger a photo by Lynn Bridge Someone asked me how I made this photo, so here’s the story. There is nothing glamorous about it! I started doing ‘movement’ photos last spring when I would walk through Zilker Park and see beautiful nature that was interrupted

The Servant

Now here’s a Christmas message for you, straight from the mouth of the prophet Isaiah, who lived… oh… say, 2800 years ago.  Isaiah said, Here is my servant, whom I uphold, my chosen, in whom my soul delights; I have put my spirit upon him; he will bring forth

Showing Off My Photographer

Charlotte Bell has photographed mosaics twice for me now and I want to show off her latest work here. Charlotte* and her husband, also an artist (in wood), live in a neighborhood which is loaded with artists.  Every year they band together and host a studio tour and sale- this is

Oh, My Aching Back!

Which ones of you have aching backs, limping legs, searing shoulders? Since junior high, I have rarely been without pain in one major joint or another and I have always believed it was just my lot in life.  Now I’m beginning to wonder whether or not that is true! Three

The Artist Is/Is Not In Today

Until early this morning, this was my mosaic studio. I‘m choosing Is Not in for today. We unloaded shelves, setting the contents around as best we could, we moved shelves, we squished my horizontal surfaces together to make a large passageway: How to make a pathway out of