The most striking part of Camano Island is that one must actually TRY to find a place without an amazing view. The narrow island north of Seattle is surrounded by sea and mountains. And the water is always changing, ripples moving in the wind.
It’s no wonder art lives on Camano Island.
On Tuesday I [...]
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So this is what it feels like to stand on a precipice.
Though at this moment I’m not exactly standing. I’m roughly 30,000 feet up en route to Seattle for a week of marathon meetings. I know that in front of me there is so much opportunity. And with that, potential for both success and [...]
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The last few days have been wrapped in irony and strange postmodern juxtapositions.
Visiting Glenwood Springs, the home of one of the only naturally occurring vapor caves in the world and a “hot bed” of hot springs and the spas that go with them, we learned that none other than Doc Holliday [...]
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The best part about taking a young child to an art museum is that you get to see what grabs him, knowing that he has no idea what he is supposed to like. The pressures of appreciating “the masters” are not on him. It is the most pure experience of art and the perceptions from [...]
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