The Highpoint

Flight to New Orleans Looking out over the blanket of clouds with nothing but the blueness of atmosphere above, I am hard pressed to recall my last trip on an airplane. Perhaps it was for the Billboard Art Project or to visit family, but most travel these days is done by car and for very short trips to “get away.” But I haven’t been getting away too far or too long. And now here I am traveling down to New Orleans to pick up work for the inaugural show of Highpoint Arts – a series of mixed media pieces by Ana Hernandez to be displayed at the Highpoint along with the work of local artist and long-time friend Chuck Scalin. Ana’s work is both beautiful and politically provocative, with a relevance that will resonate for quite some time. And then there is Chuck. His talents and contributions to the community as artist, teacher, and friend are so well known and extend beyond what I can express in words. To take a moment and speak with him about his art yields an unde

The Jeweled Vision of a Life Started Anew A few days ago, I received an email from our web designer gently reminding me that I hadn’t posted a new entry to our blogger page in almost a year.   The radio silence was not due to a lack of things to say or share - quite the contrary.   So much has happened between these two points that when I go back and think on the chronology of events, it is difficult not to get caught up in the trauma of the struggle that brought me to where things are today.   And while the word “trauma” may sound a bit dramatic to describe the development of a commercial property, I can think of no word more fitting, and in the spirit of recovery there is a narrative that needs to see the light of day.   But not today. New paint and pretty landscaping.... Before it all started “Not today” for a variety of reasons.   Most immediately, I’ve been left both mentally and emotionally exhausted by the construction process and any recollection