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October 07, 2020


Thank you. Yes. There is hope. So many quiet miracles in this post.

Thank you, am. I'm glad you agree there's hope, and that you appreciated this post.

That you can orient your paintings toward looseness and light says a great deal about your hard-won equanimity. In a time of contraction, you have found an area to loosen. Hoping to take your example into my life, especially this weekend.

I love seeing your art, Beth. Thank you for these windows into other places.

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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.