I often use water imagery in my artwork.  In my mind, water can represent danger, as in the bad dream where water is imminently going to overflow a building or a child.  Water can represent wisdom, as in seeing the upper world reflected back clearly by the surface of t

Canyon de Chelly copyright 2003 by Lynn Bridge 30″ x 40″ I made this painting years ago, remembering a trip to Canyon de Chelly in Arizona.  The canyon is land of the people we call Navaho in most parts of our country, but who call themselves Dee-nay, meaning

Pink Again 6 7/8″ x 1 1/4″.  Copyright 2009 by Lynn Bridge.  Integral frame by Roberta Mitchell. After my pink adventure yesterday, I’m still making pink mosaics. When I make mosaics by laying tesserae (little pieces of hard things) into a bed of cement, I

Today, I am giving you an entire short story- a short short story. I wrote it many years ago and used some circumstances of my family’s life as plot.  The motivations and thoughts expressed by the characters, however, are a complete fabrication for the purposes of telling a

Being somewhat dutiful parents, my husband and I have chaperoned a number of school field trips over the years.  Most could have been measured somewhere on the scale between mildly annoying to almost triumphant in their effect on the students, but a few have been notable for

This is the first mosaic I ever made, if you don’t count all those pictures created with dried beans and pictures fashioned with little squares of construction paper in elementary school.  Oh, and I guess there were those mud pies from the same time period which were mosaic

Yesterday was World Communion Sunday among the Christians.  It meant that, starting with Pacific archipelagos, traveling through Asia, Australia, and on to Africa and Europe and the Americas, people in churches everywhere celebrated the Lord’s Supper in the same 24 hours. 

We’ve been listening to Austin City Limits Music Festival all weekend.  Not that we’ve been on the festival grounds, but we easily hear all the bass notes and percussion through our walls, providing an underlying rhythm to our days and nights.  This mosaic is a

Yesterday was Mom’s birthday and the two of us happily spent it looking through old family pictures, letters, and other mementos the forbears had saved.  Mom was born in 1916 and the sister in this picture was born in 1914, so early 1920 is my best guess for a date on this

Yesterday marked the 60-year celebration of the Communist revolution in China.  I briefly watched a video of a military parade on the avenue in front of what had once been the imperial palace, “The Forbidden City”, in the middle of Beijing.  The president of China was