A Visit with Sarah Kernochan 9 years ago Frank Bergon Artists, Features 0 ••• Photo by Lynn Christoffers Sarah Kernochan is a dynamo — a documentary filmmaker, screenwriter, director, and novelist. At 26, she...
Nettie Kent Ruel & Colin Ruel 9 years ago Mathea Morais Artist Profiles, Artists, Features 1 ••• Nettie and Colin at their studio-shack, Photo by Michael Cummo Their arts play off each other nicely. If you Google “famou...
Marie-Louise Rouff 9 years ago Hermine Hull Artist Profiles, Artists, Features 0 ••• Marie-Louise Rouff in her studio gallery. Photo by Lynn Christoffers Colors and lines, from bits of memory. “I have no clea...
Jack Yuen 9 years ago Arts & Ideas Artist Profiles, Artists, Quick Reads 2 ••• I have been expressing myself through a visual language ever since I could hold a crayon. Most of my life I would draw in pencil as realisti...
Cindy Kane: Process 9 years ago Cindy Kane Artists 0 ••• 1 - I saw the image in my mind’s eye of the pile of stones, and it clearly needed something on the top, so I tried adding the bear, ...
Romeo and Juliet at the Fish Market 10 years ago Valerie Sonnenthal Artists, Painting, Quick Reads 0 ••• The Paintings of Kateryna Yermakova “We are like Romeo and Juliet; we don’t talk politics.” I frequent Stan Larsen’s Menemsha Fish M...
A Conversation with Omar Rayyan 10 years ago Susan Savory Artists 3 ••• (Omar Rayyan, Rounding the Bend, watercolor, 12 x 16") Omar Rayyan looks like he might have stepped out of another century. His paintings...
Don't Stop Me Now 10 years ago Margaret Knight Artists, Quick Reads 1 ••• Rose Abrahmson, Lester, mixed media, 18 x 14 inches. My mother used to make beautifully glazed and stenciled pottery bowls and bak...
Glass Eyes 10 years ago Valerie Sonnenthal Artists, Quick Reads 0 ••• Andrea Hartman turns century-old prosthesis glass eye into artful brooch. Photo by Valerie Sonnenthal. I grew up in a wor...
Getting to Little Bighorn: Why I wrote what I wrote 10 years ago John Hough Artists, Fiction 0 ••• There was a meaninglessness to it, a futility, that has been lost in the celebrating, the arguing, the romance of the “last stand.” We’d all...