The Hidden Gift

I thought I was coming to the Grunewald Guild to write, but this morning, feelings of resentment arose almost instantaneously … Continue reading The Hidden Gift

The Colors of Delight

The moon no longer a perfect sphere, eclipsed, the sun still hidden behind the horizon as we walked from bedroom … Continue reading The Colors of Delight

The Soundtrack of our Lives

What a privilege it is to be here at the Guild. It has been nearly two weeks now, which is … Continue reading The Soundtrack of our Lives

Life at the Guild: First Impressions

I sit here at an empty desk in the glass studio of the Grunewald Guild, the wall mounted heater fan … Continue reading Life at the Guild: First Impressions