I remember cringing as I looked up from the church choir past the glistening stained glass grapes of differing shades, to represent the evolution of a person’s individual and spiritual walk with Christ throughout his or her life (truly beautiful, thought-provoking artistry), into the balcony only to see my then six-year-old daughter Sara sitting with her legs spread wide open with a beautiful Sunday dress on and motioning to her repeatedly to close her legs. 468 more words
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For years, I’ve played with paint and markers and colored pencils. After taking tutorials this summer for Photoshop and illustrator, I was astonished at how much I learned in a short time, and how much I hadn’t known from years of aimless experimentation. 361 more words
I know you’re just dying inside to know how my terrines turned out.
Well, after poaching them in a water bath (the oven was 350, the water 180 and the internal temp of the terrine a precise 155) and weighting them with bricks, setting them in the cooler overnight and poking them with curiosity, the terrines finally popped their molds today. 846 more words