Joy | Remembering When Life First Touched Us
“We do not stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.”— George Bernard Shaw For […]
“We do not stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.”— George Bernard Shaw For […]
Wishing Well: Letting the Wish Go There’s a split second, right after you release a wish, when you can’t take
There is a particular quiet at the edge of day.That brief held breath before night arrives. In that space, the
We love art because it speaks a language deeper than words. Art bypasses logic and goes straight to the heart.
There was a time—before calendars, clocks, and obligations—when joy needed no reason. As a child, I’d step outside and twirl
By Pat Forbes I’ve spent most of my life on the West Coast—24 years in California, and 35 more in
I use a canvas and brush to journal each day. The painting might start with dark undertones, but when I
The studio is the one place I feel completely at home. When I’m in there, everything quiets down. I feel
Have you ever seen something that made you wonder because it seemed not to fit? At the start of fall
As a small child I was fascinated by the world around me, I would try to draw whatever I saw.