When ARTism runs in families
I recently attended a reunion for my father’s mother’s side of the family (my paternal grandmother). Around a hundred people were present and as I circulated around the room, I was very struck by the warmth, realness and smiley nature of those present (and the distinctly self-owning more solitary nature of others).
I found in fact that many of the folks present were poets, writers, artists, musicians. Read the rest of this entry »
