“If I can think it, I can draw it and I love coming to the Path with Art [Open Studio] Zoom meetings. It’s so nice to be able to be supportive of not only myself but of other people’s art and their different art making textures.”
—Tim Bridge, Path with Art Participant Artist
Join Tim and other artists during our virtual Open Studio on Mondays from 3:30-5:00pm for dedicated creative time and a supportive community environment!
Email firstname.lastname@example.org for the Zoom link to Open Studio.
Along with his awards and persona, Hemingway is also famous for his literary style, particularly his approach to dialogue. Complementing the PBS Hemingway documentary by Ken Burns and the corresponding KCTS 9 virtual event Hemingway: Misogynistic or Misunderstood? this course will examine the characteristics of Hemingway’s dialogue in stories like “Hills Like White Elephants” and beyond. In addition, we’ll explore a few techniques and methodologies for strengthening the dialogue in our own works as well.
What I miss from being homeless is sleeping outside among the trees and the wildlife, and having the warmth of the sun greet you in the morning as you wake up. There is nothing like it. I witnessed a lot of great things, from a snow owl swooping down on me, thinking I might be its next meal and leaving disappointed that I was not a rat, to a skunk sneaking into my tent while I slept and snacking on my cream cheese, I have a lot of nature stories to tell. What I am fascinated with these whales is the bubble-net feeding. The circular pattern is something that captives me.
The years between four and seven were some of my favorite years of growing up!
We lived in a neighborhood of middle-aged and elderly people. I had another pair of grandparents, Grandma and Grandpa Hoppie, and there was another aunt, my favorite person in all the world, Aunt Lizzie!
I really liked Lizzie because she not only made the most delicious muffins, and she had a black and white cat named Buster. She also let me help her do things, like make muffins and work in her backyard.
There was one day that I spent with her that is never to forget. Summer had just begun and all the flowers were beginning to bloom. There were daffodils. purple crocuses and tulips, alongside a bunch of weeds. This was the day I learned what weeds looked like and why my dad pulled them up and threw them in the garbage! These were ugly looking and from that day on, I was more than eager to help in Lizzie’s as well as our home garden!
Most importantly, I discovered the joy of being needed and able to actually do something constructive. I felt really important that day and proud to be able to do something that needed to be done!
After we pulled most of the weeds in Lizzie’s backyard, she rewarded me with a plate of her yummiest muffins, applesauce and pecans. They tasted so good with a glass of cold milk and it was definitely time for a nap!
I lay on her soft couch and she put a blanket over me! Her soft and perry black cat crawled beside me and I will forever treasure the fresh scent of green grass, the wonderful smell of fresh flowers, the taste of Lizzie’s applesauce muffins, and the warmth and purring of a loving black cat!