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June 13, 2012

There’s No Place Like Home

I have taken no pleasure in being out of the blog loop this past week, though I have taken sincere delight in different surroundings.  Too much has happened (most of it good) for me to stop long enough to write a reflective blog, until tonight.  “Transitions” is a good topic for this post, because I have certainly encountered, with surprise, several “clearings” in the woodpath I’ve been cutting lately (my favorite Heidegger metaphor).

First, I would like to introduce you to two fascinating personalities, pictured above.  Standing to the right is Abby Pewitt Slayton, owner of There’s No Place Like Home at 855 Foch St. in Fort Worth, in the heart of the museum district.  And at left is Sallie Mitchell of the Fort Worth Star-Telegram.  It was a pleasure chatting with these ladies this afternoon, and photographing them standing with one of my limited edition giclee prints of the historic Fort Worth Flatiron building located at Ninth and Houston St. (  Abby responded to one of my Facebook posts last week, inviting me to place one of my limited editions in her furniture store for purchase.  No Place Like Home offers buyers a wide variety of furniture, lighting, rugs–the works–from antique to contemporary, rustic to eclectic.  One could truly get lost in wonder and imagination, perusing the merchandise inside this venue .  Today, I would not have traded my conversations with Abby, Sallie and Jodi for anything.  They were truly a respite from the daily grind.  Thanks, all of you.

I would also love to point any local readers to a fabulous cafe I encountered recently.  Z’s Cafe is located at 1116 Pennsylvania Ave., in the hospital district of Fort Worth (  Janet Z. Capua is the owner and chef at that location.  She also responded to my Facebook post, inviting me to display two small prints of my Fort Worth watercolors in her “gallery.”  Janet is a remarkable chef, and tireless promoter of the arts and business on Fort Worth’s south side.  Visual, musical and culinary artists flock to Janet and feed off her energy (and the cuisine is truly exquisite!).  I am abundantly grateful to have found such a friend in Janet.

Summer school began Monday.  And–I don’t say this lightly–my present class has started better than any summer school class I have known in over a decade of summer school sufferings.  My pleasure has found a daily resting place with ten students, all seniors, enrolled in English IV (British Literature), all of them knowing what they want to do with their lives.  They work, they show respect, they make the life of a teacher truly rewarding (that has not been my summer school experience, ever).  I will miss them next week when I travel to Eureka Springs School of the Arts for a one-week watercolor workshop.  But when the workshop is finished, I will have nothing but optimism to look forward to, as I return to study with them.

I am within a few days of leaving for Eureka Springs, that scintillating Victorian town nestled in the Ozark Mountains.  This will be my third consecutive summer teaching there.  I don’t know how I ever deserved this opportunity to teach plein air watercolor to willing adult students.  With sadness, I share that Pat Carmichael, the assistant executive director who hired me three years ago, passed away over the Christmas holidays.  This will be my first time teaching there without seeing and speaking with her.  That is going to be sad beyond words.  Pat, I’ll never forget you for all the encouragement you offered in the past, for your willingness to give me this shot at teaching something I love, in the middle of a place I’ve grown to love, and above all, for sending me your daughter, twice–one of the most inspirational art students I will ever know.  I will feel your affirmation every time I gaze upon that historic town, and touch my brush to the watercolor block.  You have been an unending inspiration.

There is a group on Facebook known as Remember in Fort Worth when . . .  I joined that group last week and began posting images of the watercolors I’ve created lately of Fort Worth landmarks.   The response has been remarkable.  Already sales have been generated, much interest has been posted, and I’ve been offered two venues to display my prints.  I had no idea these kinds of clearings would open in this forest.  This is an exciting time to be engaged in painting.

And, speaking of such–thanks largely to the enthusiasm of my recent Facebook contacts, I am ready to begin work on my next Fort Worth landmark.  I would have it in progress already, but felt this compulsion to push out a blog.  After all, it has been days, and I would not want my readers to think that I had abandoned this odyssey.  The Tarrant County Courthouse is my next engagement.  I found yesterday’s late afternoon light, after the rains, to be clear, clean and bright.  So, Sandi and I drove to Belknap Street in Fort Worth, found a beautiful green belt to walk about after we parked, and I shot over 40 photos of the courthouse cupola.  It is a little after 9:00 p.m. now, and I am ready to begin.

Thanks for reading, and thanks for being patient with me during this recent and unfortunate hiatus.  Hopefully, I’m back!