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Paris.
Posted on August 31, 2016
Paris. Louvre. Mona Lisa. Montmartre.
All words describing their beauty and majesty have been lauded upon them and exhausted a million visitors ago.
I had the privilege of returning to Paris and traveling with my seventeen-year-old daughter on her inaugural trip – a truly fabulous experience. She was likewise at a loss for words.
Honoring Our Mothers
Posted on August 24, 2016
My mother-in-law, Esther, celebrated her 97th birthday last week. At her party, Esther was surrounded by her loving family, honoring another birthday milestone. She is fortunate to still live at home, cared for by family members who help ground her when she struggles with memory loss.
“Vacation”
Posted on August 03, 2016
Much like when I’m waiting for that fish to nibble on the hook, reviewing the Birds in Art catalogue is a time to savor the birds around me.
Art Park: A Grandparent’s Go-To Spot
Posted on July 13, 2016
As a new grandparent, I’d forgotten – since our parenting days so long ago – how nice it is to have places to take a toddler. Art Park, the Woodson Art Museum’s interactive family gallery, is designed and built by the Museum’s educators and facilities staff to offer ever-changing intergenerational, art– and nature–based activities for drop-in fun.
A Colorful Process
Posted on June 15, 2016
The sentiment “it takes a village to raise a child” is a bit shopworn, but the premise is sound. At the Woodson Art Museum, it takes the entire staff to manage the various aspects of Birds in Art. We tackle this yearly challenge for many weeks each summer.
Extraordinary Chairs
Posted on June 01, 2016
During this busy four-day workweek, the Woodson Art Museum’s crack team of art handlers will take down, pack up, and ship the Walter Wick exhibition as well as lay out and install The Art of Seating: 200 Years of American Design, which opens Saturday, June 4.
Fractures, Fibulas, and Feathers
Posted on April 27, 2016
A fracture of the fibula, at the ankle . . . he’s 14, fit, the pain is managed, and he will go on to kick a soccer ball at the end of summer.
My son, Elijah, broke his fibula by missing a step on the back porch – while carrying a basset hound that has wonky ankles and joints (yes, I see the irony).
Hone Your Observation Skills
Posted on April 20, 2016
Seeing birds isn’t difficult; glance outside and birds are everywhere. Yet, what you may not realize is that the birds you see are just a small percentage of the birds in your midst.
The Bard’s Birds
Posted on April 13, 2016
I love old books. I love how they feel, how they smell, and the memories they contain in their pages. One book I was lucky to find in a family collection was a 1850s copy of William Shakespeare’s tragedies.
Free Agent Addition for Team Foss
Posted on February 17, 2016
For my daughter, Lucy, her reign as an only child recently ended with the birth of our son, Brooks. One of the reasons this is a good is because Lucy will have to learn to share. One thing she can share immediately is a love of art.
