Lynn Bridge Glencliff Art Studio

Sense of Place

Without realizing it, as a child running barefoot, going for Sunday afternoon drives in the car, and trying to be a wild animal as much as possible, I internalized the shape of my area- the way the limestone cliffs look when they weather, the shapes the hills take on over

Time

The Gradual Unfolding of Time 6″ diameter x 1 1/2″.  Copyright 2009 by Lynn Bridge. Integral frame and ceramic inclusion by Roberta Mitchell. Where I live, we have come to expect that time is a commodity in short supply. “I’m busy; I don’t have

I’m Baaaa-ack to the Basics

For a number of reasons I have not been posting recently, but I hope I’m back now.  It is amazing how writing and making art, and then seeing comments on the effort come in from next door and across my country and all around the world feels like intimate community, rather

Thanksgiving

Let me tell you one big thing for which I’m giving thanks this year:  my cousin is having the extended family at her home for the Thanksgiving feast!  We have hosted the gathering the past two years at our house, which I love to do, but I am feeling so squeezed for time

Under the Surface

I don’t know whether it issued from the anticipation of another family holiday experienced all over the U.S., with its potential for innuendo and unresolved feelings boiling over, or whether it was strictly a formal aesthetic idea, but the other day I closed my eyes and

Priorities

These mirrors are a gift for twin girls who are three years old.  Children that age love to find things, especially on the ground when they are out walking.  Their pockets and rooms fill with rocks, sticks, shiny papers and such.  These mirror frames filled with colorful tiles,

Breathing Together

The Big Sing 9 1/4″ x 9 1/2″ x 2 1/4″.  Copyright 2009 by Lynn Bridge. I am not really a singer.  Not in the sense we usually use the word- professional- a person audiences would pay to hear.   But, I sing.  Not only do I occasionally sing with the radio and

Creating

The other day I was organizing my latest mosaics, framing ones that needed framing, and deciding which ones for which show, and saw a mosaic for which I had no frame.  Almost everyone has a drawer or a box or a sack somewhere containing a stash of miscellaneous stuff, and I have

Broken Lives

I’m sorry to say I have made another unfortunate mosaic today, and just after I posted on my flickr site such a happy, flowery one, too.  At first glance, this one looks flowery, which might be an appropriate memorial for those many killed and wounded in a clinic at Fort

Words

I wonder how Shakespeare would feel about my hometown?  New continent, new climate, new millennium, more people than he’s ever seen in his life?  Same language.  He invented and used so many new words that there are plenty for us to still be using today, centuries later.  I