Today I made a preliminary sketch for a much larger art piece that I have had in mind for months.  I have photographed my models in numerous poses and this is a quick sketch- the first of many- of one of the characters who will appear in the final mosaic.  The model is a friend,

Today, or maybe I’d better say ‘yesterday’ by now, is All Saints Day in the tradition of Western Christianity.  In the Reformed tradition of my church denomination, the saints of the church aren’t specially chosen out from everybody else for sainthood

Sinister 6 1/8″ x 6 1/4″.  Copyright 2009 by Lynn Bridge. Since this is Halloween, I am thinking about fear, or maybe about FEAR.  Having been born with an unreasonably vivid imagination, I rarely had a relaxing night’s rest; the necessity of plotting to outwit

I painted the top of this old end table just for fun- I didn’t have any underlying theme, except to make a feeling of pattern and deep space on the top of a table.  But, it turned out to look like scattered puzzle pieces of the sort that are to be put together into a

Okay, today I hit a new low- grout on my pajamas.  I got up this morning and was absorbed in various projects which could not wait any longer and, as the morning wore on, I gradually replaced night-clothes with day-clothes.  The pajama top, which looks like a shirt anyway,

The other day my friend told me about an incident witnessed by two people, one of whom saw meaning in the event, and the other of whom apparently found only an odd occurrence.   A groomsman had fainted at his brother’s wedding.  The question: was this caused by a virus and

This mosaic shares its title with a novel by Pearl S. Buck.  In the novel, the farm fields are themselves one of the living characters.  Likewise, I am thinking here of the earth as an organism.  Served up on a plate, it could be a course to savor and appreciate, or one t

When I was very young I thought that what I saw today would be available for me to see tomorrow and next year and always.  I thought that the people I loved would be there tomorrow and next year and always.  I thought that the things I learned about the world would be permanently

A writer friend sent me a description of what happened when the world-class violinist, Joshua Bell, played with open violin case in a Washington, D C. metro station a couple of years ago.  He was playing Bach for solo violin, compositions unmatched for emotional and intellectual

I’ll tell you what I enjoy about the teenagers I know: 1)  They are curious about life and don’t take much for granted. 2)  They love to be helpful to those who need help. 3)  They enjoy being in touch with lots of members of the community, rich and poor, smart and