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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Fox & Friend, A Painting for My Grandson

December 4, 2022

One of the pleasures of painting is creating something special for loved ones. Both of my grandchildren have a special …

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Painting Again—A Wild and Wooly Seascape

November 20, 2022

It’s been awhile. I traded in my pen for my paintbrush these last few weeks. The new novel I’ve been …

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“Catching Every Falling Cup” – A Primal Urge

October 30, 2022

This phrase from my poem Brimless Being is becoming a mantra I turn to often these days. It’s about the …

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The Luminous Mindscapes of Shara Hughes

October 24, 2022

It’s not surprising I’m drawn to these so-called landscapes by Shara Hughes. They remind me of Matthew Wong’s mysterious mindscapes …

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Capturing the Spirit of Our Kindred Cousins

July 31, 2022

Sculptor Nichola Theakston works in bronze and ceramics to capture the spirit of creatures found in her native Wales and …

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Faith Ringgold’s Story-Telling Tapestries

April 3, 2022

The richness of Faith Ringgold’s textured artwork dazzles me. She had been ignore for so long in the artworld, but …

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Truth-Telling in Poetry and Art: The Horrors of War and Human Complacency

March 7, 2022

I read a brilliant piece in The New York Times this morning about how suffering hides in plain sight. The …

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Blue & Gold: The Colors of Democracy in Ukraine’s Fight for Freedom

February 27, 2022

Blue and gold are my favorite colors, so much so I created a Pinterest page named Blue & Gold to …

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Romancing Life in Art, Poetry & Music

February 17, 2022

I’ve been in a romantic mood lately. Both in the sensual and spiritual sense. This lust for life. This sense …

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Burning Bushes Everywhere, The Art of Makoto Fujimura

January 30, 2022

“There are burning bushes everywhere, burning yet not consumed, and our lives can be just as miraculous. Our Making can …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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