Rod’s wife, Inci walked into his art studio. “That painting is certainly different for you, what’s it called?” […]
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“Now is the time to start making arrangements for Vivian to get to France, the town of Giverny.” […]
Lawrence Jones walked into his office at the New York Daily Tribune and picked up a note that […]
Paul looked in the mirror, and said out loud, “You handsome devil you.” Paul Decker had just turned […]
Road to the altar of creativity. I married creativity— not in the literal sense. It happened on the […]
Eyes and hands are the tools of the heart. Both can be sensuous, inviting and generous. They grace our […]
It was a tequila sunrise: I put my well-being in the hands of my black Renegade CJ-7 Jeep, that […]
It was 6:06 when the alarm finally went off, Mallory looked at the clock with her usual morning […]
How many steaks can an artist eat: Food, Food, Food, esculent eatables. The second most enjoyable, pleasurable, sensuous […]
What Lois Lane knew about creativity: It was 2 AM Thursday morning. I don’t know why, but interesting […]