About Your JOB Description

  Post #212
31 August 2019

Do you know what your J O B in life is?

ONLY YOU CAN Do It!

 

 

Below:  Photos of Lynda at work in her fiber art studio.

Top Photo shows a collection of beads she will be using to create a talisman.

 

 

Bottom Photo: Lynda at work using her Acrobat CCTV.  

Lynda, at work on a fiber art project. She uses an Acrobat CCTV, which magnifies the tiny beads and stitches for her on a closed circuit television screen. Lynda is visually impaired and uses a variety of technologies for the blind to do her intricate work in art and writing.

 

 

 

Your JOB DESCRIPTION is CUSTOM MADE  for YOU!

Have you contemplated what God has for YOU to do in this world?

I received this note yesterday from a dear friend 

who has always inspired me to be the best “ME” that I can be.

Let this be a reminder, Lynda, that our job is to do our job and outcomes are up to God.   Someday you will be amazed when you find out how many people you have inspired.

~Dr. Ann Paton, E-mail message, August 30, 2019.

As an Artist and Writer, I have a very clear JOB DESCRIPTION.
I preserve MEMORIES and I celebrate BEAUTY.
This is MY JOB DESCRIPTION.

“Do the WORK.

And, Keep on DOING THE WORK.”

That’s it!

God takes it from there – my WORK is COMPLETE when I have shared it and only GOD knows WHO will benefit from it.

The PEOPLE my work will reach and what they will receive from it – is not my  JOB.

This article is written and shared by Lynda McKinney Lambert.

Copyright 2019. All rights reserved.

See all of my books right here!

My newest book is   Star Signs: New & Selected Poems, KDP, 2019.

Lots more about Lynda’s books – click here!

 

Lynda’s  SMART TIP:

The holidays are not-so-far-away.

Perhaps you would like to purchase a few copies of my books,  for gifting  this year.  Several people have contacted me and want me to sign the books they will be gifting and I can do that for you – just let me know how many you want and send me a list of the names you want put into the book.

My interview with  the amazing author, A. L. butcher,  was published on her blog.  I think you’ll know more about me after you read this interview.

I appreciate the opportunity of sharing my life with friends and supporters.

Thank you, A.J. Butcher,  for this feature article.  I really enjoyed doing it with you.

A Day in the Life of… Lynda McKinney Lambert: 

Read it Here!


Lynda
MFA, West Virginia University
BFA and MA from Slippery Rock University of PA

Lynda  was professor of fine arts and humanities at Geneva College, Beaver Falls, PA until her retirement in 2008. Since that time,

Lynda  writes and makes her mixed media fiber art full-time from See it here!

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Lynda authored 3 published books:

*** Star Signs: New and Selected Poems, KDP, 2019.

*** Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems,  CreateSpace, 2017.

*** Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage,  2003, Kota Press.  See it Here!

 

 

For signed copies of Lynda’s books, inquire here:

E-mail: riverwoman@zoominternet.net

 Visit Lynda’s Blogs:

SCAN-a-BLOG:  See it Here!

Walking by Inner Vision:  Read it Here!

 

104 River Road, Ellwood City, PA 16117

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Saturday is for Sharing: Jo Elizabeth Pinto

Post #172

Saturday is for Sharing

February 23, 2019

 

Good morning to our Readers

SCAN-a-BLOG

Author’s Interview with

Lynda and Miss Opal

  We  are so delighted to welcome a fellow writer and author

 ~ Jo Elizabeth Pinto ~

 

Jo Elizabeth Pinto ~

LYNDA_ WELCOME To  RIVER ROAD STUDIO,  IN THE RURAL VILLAGE OF Wurtemburg.

 Early this morning. Lynda & Miss  Opal watched from the kitchen  window as Jo Elizabeth Pinto  walked down the long sidewalk  and stepped up onto the wraparound porch of their century-old home in The Village of Wurtemburg, in rural western Pennsylvania.

Jo arrived after a long trip from her home in Colorado. Miss Opal, the curious feline writing assistant to Lynda, was at the door, waiting to greet our long-expected guest.

Lynda_ Good Morning, Jo.  As  you see, my assistant,  Miss Opal, is here to welcome  you. She is such a help and comfort to us and we also have her sister-cat, Miss Bessie. But that isn’t all.  As you can see,  the 2 dogs, who just greeted you as you came into the kitchen, are Miss Dixie Tulip and Miss Mitchell.  The little brown Doxi-mix is our Miss Dixie Tulip,  and Miss Mitchell is  the taller one with brindle spots.  Miss Mitchell  is the  one who barked at you from the window. She gets very excited for she is a terrier.

Before you arrived  this morning, we were wondering if you have a favorite animal in your life? Do you have a bird, or a favorite wild animal that is really an important part of your life? Sometimes, we know that people have a totem animal or other sort of special creature. And, if you do, when did you become aware of that?

 Jo_At age eight, I began attending a camp for people with disabilities in the Colorado mountains. There were hummingbirds everywhere, hovering and sipping nectar from the flowers and hanging feeders. I loved hearing their high-pitched calls and rapidly beating wings.

Some years later, I was  a young woman at the same camp. I m happy to say that  the man who would become my first husband showed me a tiny nest of hummingbird eggs, no bigger than miniature jellybeans. I once freed a hummingbird trapped on a high window ledge. Before I released the exquisite creature, I relished for a moment the touch of its soft feathers and slender beak against my fingertips, its delicate feet on my palm, its vibrating heartbeat in my cupped hands.

Lynda_ Did those earlier encounters with the tiny birds give you a better or deeper understanding of nature?

Jo_ I eventually researched hummingbirds on the Internet. I was awestruck by the way the virtually weightless little birds fly nearly 450 miles, or up to twenty hours against the wind, over the Gulf of Mexico without stopping to rest, to reach their wintering grounds. I started to feel a deep kinship with the hummingbird. Both of us may seem fragile to the world, but we are amazingly strong and free. I got a tattoo of a hummingbird with flowers on each shoulder. I love my tattoos; I can cover them most of the time and show them off when I choose to.

Lynda_ Well, I have to say, I also have 2 tattoos.  They are both images of a griffin. I have always been interested in Greek Mythology and the creatures I’ve read about in those ancient writings. Sometimes, they come into my poems, too.

Miss Opal_  When  we talk about animals, I have to admit that I like to watch birds from our windows, Jo. I am really very shy, so I am contented just to see them from a distance. I would not want to touch one of them, as you did with the little hummingbird.

Are you shy, too, Jo? Are you an introvert or an extrovert? I like all people, but, I am a little bit shy around them sometimes. My sister, Bessie, always hides from people.

Lynda_  What makes you think you belong to a certain  group of people?

Jo_ I’m definitely an introvert. That doesn’t mean I don’t love people, and it doesn’t mean I’m shy around them. Neither is true, although I do prefer small groups and intimate settings to large crowds. I’ve never been afraid of public speaking, and I enjoy good conversation and an active social life. Still, I draw my energy from taking some time to myself every day. If I don’t get a bit of solitude at least several times a week, I feel overwhelmed and out-of-sorts. Introverts and extroverts may both care equally about people. But introverts refuel by taking time alone, while extroverts recharge by seeking interactions with others.

Lynda_ What do you think about your name? Do you use your own name for your professional work?

 

Jo_ Most of my family calls me Jo Elizabeth, which I’ve always loved. Friends usually shorten my name to Jo for convenience. That exasperates me a little, but I’ve gotten used to it. When I published my novel, I decided to use my initials, J. E., because I wrote the book from the point of view of a teenage male protagonist. Jo Elizabeth sounds like the name of a young woman in a romance novel, not a scrappy teenager from the projects.

 

Lynda_ Before you have to leave, would you tell  us about your AWARD-WINNING  book?

 Miss Opal_ Can you tell us about how you began to write that book?

Jo_ My novel, “The Bright Side of Darkness”, began as a short story assignment for a high school English class. I fell in love with the hard-pressed, loyal, smart-mouthed teenagers who became as real as my own friends while I wrote about them. I couldn’t quite put the story out of my mind even after I tucked the assignment away in a scrapbook and moved on with my life.

I never forgot those characters. In my twenties, in order to learn how to use a word processor, I dragged out that old short story and typed it into my first computer—a DOS machine with 5-inch floppy disks and no Internet. The writing needed a lot of work, but the characters still captivated me. I added to the story, changed and deleted weak parts and moved paragraphs and chapters around. I picked the project up and laid it down many times over the next twenty-some years as life happened. In June of 2015, I finally published my book.

Lynda_ Please, j:ust give us one page from that book – we want to  hear more!

Book Excerpt

 

                “Would you like to know why I came here today?”

                I nodded. “You were the last person I expected to see.”

                “I saw your suicide attempt in the paper when I was glancing through the police reports. I spotted a lot of potential behind your smart mouth when you came through my chambers, and it would have been a terrible shame if you’d bled to death on the floor of an isolation room at a state detention center. You deserve more out of life than that.”

                “You sound like my folks.” I picked up the picture and traced my finger over the smiling faces. “They told me over pizza once that I was going to do great things some day.”

                “You can’t let them down.” The judge read Daisy’s note again. “You have your life ahead of you. Live it for me and the rest who believed in you. Daisy was a smart girl.”

                “Yeah, she was.” I glanced around the dreary little room. “I guess she wouldn’t be too impressed with how far I’ve come.”

                “Are you ready to do something about it?”

                I stood up and washed the blood and tears off my face. It looked like whether I wanted it or not, I had a life to live–for the people who had believed in me.

                The judge pushed to his feet and strode toward the door. “That’s a good start. Now we better find you some real clothes. That outfit you’re wearing doesn’t leave much to the imagination.”

 

Reflection – About the Book

Jo_  I chose this excerpt from Chapter 8 of my novel, “The Bright Side of Darkness,” because it takes place at a pivotal moment where mentoring makes a crucial difference in the life of the protagonist. The overarching theme of the book is that all of us, wherever we are, have the potential to reach out to others in big and small ways that can change the world one person at a time.

 

 

Lynda_ When you say, “All’s well,” what do you really mean?

Jo_ “All’s well” refers to an abiding peace that runs deeper than the situation at hand, a contentment not based on anything happening in the outside world or ruled by passing emotions or temporary doubts. I’ve pretty much gotten to the point in my journey where I’m comfortable in my own skin and satisfied with my place in the world. It takes a lot to shake my faith. I don’t have to be happy with everything that occurs each moment to be pleased with life overall.

Lynda_  Please give our readers some additional information for your book.

Maybe you can share a couple of internet Links?

Jo_ “The Bright Side of Darkness” Is my award-winning novel, Available in Kindle, audio, and paperback formats.

http://www.amazon.com/author/jepinto

Jo_ I want to invite your readers to please visit my author page on Facebook:

Just  click Here.

Lynda_ Where can we find your book for sale, jo?

Jo_ Yes.  Thanks for asking. Please  find the paperback edition of my novel at Barnes & Noble online here:  Read it here!

Lynda_ Could our readers find your book on GOODREADS?

Jo_ Anyone can  see my Goodreads blog, “Looking on the Bright Side,” here: Read it.

And the final one I can share is this one:

To read my guest posts about parenting in the dark, please click here:

https://blindmotherhood.com/?s=Jo+Pinto

To read my guest posts on a variety of topics, please click here:

https://campbellsworld.wordpress.com/

Lynda_ Thank you, Jo, for coming to visit us today. I am glad we had a nice break in the wintry weather so that your trip was enjoyable.  I know you have a number of other places you will be visiting on the East Coast on this book tour you are doing and we are so happy you fit in a bit of time with all of us.

Miss Opal_ Yes, Jo, we all say to you, “All’s Well!”

About the Book

   

 

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If you are a published author, please look at our INVITATION to be our GUEST. Information is available:  Here’s the LINK to Information.

About Lynda McKinney Lambert

This Special Feature interview is courtesy of Pennsylvania author, Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright: February 23, 2019..   All rights reserved.

Lynda’s Author Page – Click Here!

Read this article about Lynda on Campbell’s World – Click here!

Saturday is for Sharing is a Special Feature Article, coordinated by Lynda and Miss Opal, her feline writing partner. Lynda and Miss Opal live in rural western Pennsylvania in The Village of Wurtemburg.

Lynda is the author of 4 books:

Her first book is: Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage, Kota Press, 2002.

Her second book is:  Walking by Inner vision: Stories & Poems, DLD Books, 2017.

Lynda’s 3rd book: Star Signs: New & Selected Poems – 60 poems.

Her FIRST CHAPBOOK  – first snow –  16 Poems with a Wintry Theme.

Both new books are now available for publication.

Thank you for visiting with us today. Miss Opal and Lynda McKinney Lambert  

Please SHARE:  We LOVE YOU FOR THAT!

Please include copyright information with article. Thanks so much.

 

SCAN – STATS – STORIES – SMOKIN’ Good Stuff

Post #156

January 4, 2019

 

THANK YOU for reading, sharing, re-blogging, and commenting on SCAN-a-Blog  in 2018.  Most of all, I THANK the 95 FOLLOWERS of SCAN. How much I appreciate your VISITS and how much I enjoy VISITING YOUR BLOGS, too.  You inspire me and teach me, and you widen my world.

Here are some stats from 2018.

 

90 Posts Published

TOP STORY for 2018:  RIVER, a poem and reflection.  Read it here!

47,753 Words Published

620 Average Words per Post

493 VIEWS in DECEMBER

2,647 VIEWS in 2018

7,943 All-Time Views on SCAN-a-Blog

5,552 VISITORS on SCAN in 2018

 

Saturday is for Sharing is a  Special Feature I started in 2018. It had a lot of attention for my fellow authors. I can think of nothing I enjoy more than promoting your work and seeing you thrive and grow.  For this feature, I invite published authors to contact me. You can learn more about this interview by looking for “Saturday is for Sharing” on the top MENU BAR of the page. 

Contact me for more information and let’s set you up with an interview to promote you and your book.E-mail:  riverwoman@zoominternet.net

Congratulations to Amy Bovaird for garnering the TOP VIEWS for your interview with Lynda and Miss Opal on Saturday is for Sharing!

Read Amy’s interview here: Click Here!

You will LOVE READING the TOP POST in Saturday is for SHARING by Amy Bovaird.

CONGRATULATIONS TO 2  Saturday is for Sharing featured guests – Mike and Bruce  came in 2nd place – a tie!

Mike Bayles: Read it Here!

Bruce Atchison: Read it Here!

Share the Happiness.

Re-blog or share on your social media.

I love you for that!

Life Without the Gaps

Post #148

December 29, 2018

SCAN –  Life Without the Gaps

I Discovered  a Philosophy Site – 

“History of Philosophy Without the Gaps.”

I like this way of presenting philosophy because that discipline is complex and difficult to understand.  In fact, I did not take a philosophy course during my entire higher education career.  I feared I did not have the “thinking” skills necessary for it.  I was afraid I’d make a bad impression.

Or, maybe  some other silly reason to never take philosophy while in the universities I attended.  I was mistaken, however.


Why do we sell ourselves short?

Why do we think we are far less than what we really are?

How do we forget who we are as a being created in the image of God?


Frankly, as a university student, the word

PHILOSOPHY  

frightened me.

Eventually, I learned that we  always want to view everything as if it is linear – you know, a straight timeline that we can see from one end to the next. 

We think it should be all  neat and tidy –  and we think that all of history is arranged on a simply linear horizontal line. 

We begin to look at philosophy, though, and soon, we encounter gaps in our thoughts. It can be frustrating.  Philosophy makes us nervous.

One day in my undergraduate Art History class I saw this way of conceptualizing in a new way.  Things just are not so simple as we thought.

 History of Philosophy Without the Gaps

 makes sense!

I think this way of viewing philosophy makes sense.  It takes the reader from the beginning of recorded time and walks us through the various philosophical periods so that we can get a sense of the expanse of time and the changes  that occur in thought from one time period to another. . 

I am not a philosopher.  My degrees are in Fine Arts and English. I was a Professor of Fine Arts and Humanities until my retirement.  This is a cross-discipline approach in which the course covered aspects of Music, Literature, History, Philosophy, Sociology, Fine Art, and other disciplines,of a certain time period.  Each aspect  of studies influenced another – and to understand the zeitgeist of our own time and place, we need to understand this. 

Learning in such a holistic way fills in the gaps that we have in our education and our understanding.  

Become a LIFE-LONG LEARNER.

 I earned  how philosophy works together with all other disciplines into a cohesive whole. No discipline is complete as it stands alone. Each influences the others, and in this mingling, new information is discovered.

It is like putting together a puzzle. Each piece in necessary to have a completed picture of the world and of our humanity.

In 2019, I want to delve more deeply into philosophy – just for me.

I know it will enrich my life and my understanding of everything else I do.

If you want to learn more about our history, you may like to look at this sinte and begin your own self-studies. We are never too old or too smart to learn new things.

Would you like to get a better understanding of the world?

Meet me at the PRE-SOCRATIC  beginning of thought in 2019.

I’ll see you there as we travel together to learn more about what we think and how we got here.

Once we begin to study philosophy in the context of looking at history and other disciplines, we begin to see who we are, what we think, and how we got here. Best of all, we can discover the capactiy to change and better understand our worldview.  It’s not written in stone. 

Click here to begin!

This article was written and brought to you by Pennsylvania Author, Lynda McKinney Lambert. December 29, 2018. Lynda owns SCAN, a blog and holds all rights to the publication of each article.


Lynda McKinney Lambert is a Western Pennsylvania author and visual artist writes 2 blogs:

Walking by Inner Vision Blog: Click here to read it!,

Scan-A-Blog:  Click here to read it!

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Brilliant Yellow Wild Flower on a deep green background.
Front Cover of the book, Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems by
Lynda McKinney Lambert

Friday Favs – Someone Left the Gate Open!

 

 

Article #144

Friday Favs

 

My THEME for TODAY

“Live Like Someone Left the Gate Open”

 

I tucked this thought into my

PONDER FILE

 

 

 

I love OPEN GATES, don’t you?

Along with this thought, I will remember to

STAY IN MY OWN LANE.

That means I will keep my focus on my own unique creative activities and not look at another person to follow or imitate.

There is only ONE of ME.

It is so easy to let other people try to put their stamp on me or allow anyone to influence me to turn my intentions into another direction that is not mine.

For 2018, I adopted the word, ABIDE, as my ONE WORD for the year. This is something I do each January 1st – when others are making New Year’s Resolutions or Setting a Yearly Goal.

I no longer do this. Instead, I set my INTENTION for the year by selecting ONE WORD to LIVE BY.

During the past twelve months, I’ve kept the image of me, ABIDING, on the front burner of my thoughts.

 

We EACH have a PLAN for LIFE that is ours alone. It is OUR PERSONAL LANE.

Remember this:

NEVER glance over your shoulder into another person’s lane.

Your PLAN IS not their PLAN.

 

Never envy another person’s achievements.

Instead, applaud them and cheer them on.

 

You have your OWN plan – UNIQUE to only YOU.

Did you know this?

Jeremiah 29:11 New International Version (NIV)

 

11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord,

“plans to prosper you and not to harm you,

plans to give you hope and a future.

By now, you may be asking:

“How do I implement my unique plan”

First:

Accept the fact that there really is an individual, Divine, plan for your life. And it is a GOOD ONE!

Second:

Resolve to discover this plan and walk in it. No one else can know what your gifts are, except you. Remember, you are going to walk in your own lane, not in anyone else’s idea of what your lane might be. Others will try to fashion you into their vision of who you are. Don’t fall for that. You are far more than anything another person can dream up for you.

Third:

Become the person you truly are. This is when you decide to make your own changes according to who you know inside that you are. There is a sill, small voice that directs us and if we are quiet and seek that voice, we find it.

Fourth:

Think about the gifts you already have. Begin to use those God-given gifts that are yours.

Finally:

You will arrive at the place where you shine. The real you comes out for all to see. It is not a copy of anyone else. God is not in the cloning business.

You surely will…

Live EACH DAY LIKE SOMEONE LEFT THE GATE OPEN.

Because

Someone did!

 

John 10:10

I am come that they might have life,

and that they might have it more abundantly.

~Jesus

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SCAN: A Quiet Place of Inspiration

 Friday Favs is a Special Feature on the SCAN BLOG

This is where I

RANDOMLY post articles

about people, books, articles, blogs, re-blogs,  & places.

Enjoy some FRIDAY FAVS as published by Lynda McKinney Lambert.

Lynda owns  SCAN and all articles are copyright.

You can re-blog or share on Social Media but please include the entire article with copyright information and authors note at the end.

 

We LOVE YOU for THAT.

 

 

 

Saturday is for Sharing – Amy Bovaird –

Post #122 – Aug. 25, 2018

Saturday is for Sharing

Series of Guest Authors – #8

Miss Opal & Lynda

Welcome YOU to

Saturday is for Sharing 

_____

Meet Amy Bovaird

Seeking Solace: Finding Joy After Loss

 

 

  

Hi Amy,   I am so pleased to present your books and hear your thoughts today on SCAN.

Your life-long love of travel and your humorous adventures abroad,  teaching English as a Second Language, seem to be  the backbone of  your writing.  No matter what the story is about, we get an excellent view of the world as you experienced it.  You bring us along wherever you are, in your writing. I’ve been reading your stories for a number of years.

Recently, I listened to the Spring/Summer issue of “Magnets & Ladders Literary Magazine.” This magazine was  recorded on digital cassette by the Perkins Library. I really enjoyed hearing your essay, “The Sweet Breath of Africa,” which won an Honorable Mention for non-fiction.  This story is about an African nurse  who took care of you while you were alone, in a foreign country,  in a hospital. It is a beautiful  and sensitive story. I have listened to it twice because it is so compelling. You are a natural storyteller, Amy.   Read this story here:  https://www.magnetsandladders.org/#the-sweet-breath-of-africa-memoir-nonfiction-)honorable-mentionwzxhzdk47by-amy-bovaird

Q_ What do you think about your name and do you use a pen name for your books?

Amy_ There is so much to a name, and over the years, I have learned not only to appreciate but also to cherish mine. My three siblings are named after other respected family members, but my mother said she chose my name simply because she liked it. That is so sweet, all by itself. As I traveled overseas to teach, having a small three-letter name like ‘Amy’ fit just right. My last name—French in origin—posed problems so my overseas students called me “Miss Amy.” This made me feel close to them; it facilitated stronger relationships and forged cultural ties.

In one class, which focused on teaching strategies for TOEFL, a college-entrance exam needed for non-native students to enter western universities, we came across the word, “amicable.” My Indonesian student said, “This is you, my teacher.” His observation filled my heart with gratitude. At some point, I heard the term, “Bon ami,” French for ‘good friend. and added that on to the lovely nuances of my name. It also has roots in Spanish, “amistad,” which means “friendship,” and “amor,” which means love. That described me well as I loved to make new friends. Later, I learned my name meant “beloved.” At that time, my walk with Christ was deepening, so my given name became even more meaningful.

I think it’s amazing how God ensures we have the tools we need to succeed in our careers—and that certainly includes the name we go by. I went by it as a teacher and I also use it as a writer.

Q_What have you done recently that really made you feel good about yourself?

Amy_ In the 90s I had the most wonderful job ever—teaching specialized English terms (think map reading, tanks, helicopters, etc.) to international military personnel at the Defense Language Institute at Lackland Air Force Base. I even helped set up language programs overseas. I left my job to marry an Egyptian Captain and teach in a civilian women’s college in the Middle East. I could never duplicate the unique teaching environment I had at Lackland.

About three weeks ago, one of my former colleagues and I met up in San Antonio and reunited with past co-workers. It was a whirlwind of excitement, beginning with an unexpected stop at the base from the airport and two full days of meeting up with memorable colleagues. It was also the best thing I could ever do for myself – to reconnect with the bold, daring teacher and intrepid traveler I once was in the days before the huge drop in my vision. It was good to remember I was still that person.

Q_ Are you a “Mountain,” “Valley,” or “Beach” person?

 Amy__I am definitely a mountain gal. Give me a backpack and I’ll climb high! I have a couple of humorous anecdotes in my second book, Cane Confessions: The Lighter Side of Mobility, about climbing mountains in Scotland and Japan. You can probably guess the challenges of climbing the Scottish mountain named Goatfell! There’s something about the high altitude that goes hand-n-hand with adventure.

 

Q_ What is your most notable achievement or accomplishment to date?

Amy_  I am  quite proud of my second book launch. I collaborated with the Sight Center of Northwest Pennsylvania to unveil Cane Confessions. We found a great location to hold the launch, a large senior center in our area. We put our heads together to create a strong line-up of speakers for our program.

The CEO of the Sight Center was our emcee. She introduced each speaker for the event. Other speakers included the director of the Bureau of Blindness and Visual Services. This organization provides counseling, training aids, rehab and orientation and mobility to those who are blind or have low vision. Another speaker was on the Board of Directors for the Sight Center but also represented Pennwriters, a state-wide group of writing professionals of which I am a member. It also included the head of the Lions Club (of which I belong), followed by a leader dog (guide) trainer with her leader puppy. The keynote speaker was a laser eye surgeon, who I asked to speak on gene therapy. I also spoke and read a humorous passage from my book. The line-up ended with my pastor, who prayed for the outreach of my memoir, and also for the food.

While we served cake and punch, and I signed books,

we had a fabulous new group perform some original music,

including one song they wrote specifically tor the launch.  One of the group members was from Pennwriters.

We even had someone to take the money for the books, so I only had to focus on signing and connecting with those who came to purchase them.

I don’t think any of us expected such an incredible, comprehensive program to unfold without a hitch! We were thrilled! Unfortunately, although we sent out a slick press release to the media, they failed to show up. What a shame as my launch showcased so many facets of assistance available to the visually impaired community. We certainly put up a united front. It is still one of my fondest memories.

 

Q_ Tell us more about how you began to write books. 

Amy_ The first professional paid writing job I fell into was a ghostwriter job. I wrote a memoir my client termed as “the greatest love story ever told.” It was an upbeat story of my client and his wife (the love of his life) as they dealt with her ovarian cancer. I was so proud of it when I finished it.

That prepared me to write my own memoirs. I have written two books about mobility (using a white cane), which includes elements of fear, faith, humor and adventure. (I am currently working on my third and final mobility book. I plan to finish the series by December of this year).

Seeking Solace: Finding Joy After Loss

is the memoir I want to share with you today.  This new book combines my faith and experiences in a devotional format. It consists of forty-five devotions where God met my needs at desperate points of loss during my time in the Middle East. The first section focuses on loss in childbearing. The second section focuses on getting through divorce. The final section focuses on coping with the discovery of my father’s stage-four cancer while I was in the Middle East.

Writing these devotions helped me better understand how God carried me through my heartbreak. My devotions reminded me how God had ministered to me in the past, which, in turn, helped me recall who was in control of my life. Certainly not me. I was deeply grieving over the loss of my mother, who was eighty-seven. One day she was fine; the next, she suffered a massive stroke. You think you’ll be prepared when an elderly parent passes away but few of us truly are. The loss of a loved one causes grief no matter what the age of the one you love or of the bereaved.

The greater purpose in writing this memoir was to reach out to others facing similar losses. When I go to speak, not everyone can relate to challenges of my sight loss. However, many can relate to losing a child or a parent. Additionally, one out of every two marriages end in divorce nowadays. There is a great need to know God will remain firmly at our side in those frightening moments when we face our biggest fears, failures and disappointments. All devotionals show testimony and mine does the same, only thematically.

 

If I could pick a page that would sum up of the message of my devotional book it might be found in this devotion.

LOVE TRANSCENDS TOUCH

 “‘I will give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow,’ declared the Lord.”
–Jeremiah 31:13, NIV


When Noor died, everything happened quickly. Nadir completed the legalities for her birth and death at the same time. I received no birth certificate or inked footprints to remember her. Nobody brought Noor to my bedside, so I could hold her and say goodbye. Nadir carried her shrouded body away. He placed her directly into a gravesite somewhere in a Dubai cemetery I would never see. Losing a baby in utero devastated me. It left me without even a photograph—as if conceiving her never happened. My second twin’s heart beat together with mine. I nurtured and sang to her, fought and prayed for her. After I delivered Noor, the nurses whisked her away to an incubator. Most of the time, my emergencies kept me from going to her. Except for One. Special. Moment. I reached through the incubator holes to stroke tiny legs—my first touch. One time to last forever.

My lack of input and involvement in the burial left gaping wounds. I cradled a single Polaroid the doctor snapped of Noor shortly after birth. Nadir hid the photo. He believed it unhealthy and wanted me to move forward. But I had no closure.

That summer, I wept for the missing rituals and mementoes that typically accompany motherhood. To fill that gap, God gave me a beautiful song about love being deeper than touch. The lyrics slowly filled the void, like rays of hope seeping through a heavy black cloud.

The words seemed penned for my twins and me. When I listened to that song, I thought about how beautiful it was to have those hearts beating inside me for even a short time. I believe one day I’ll have that privilege again.

 

Heavenly Father, thank you for scripting special words to heal our unique pain.

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Contact information:

Name: Amy L. Bovaird

Book Title: Seeking Solace: Finding Joy After Loss

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Saturday is for Sharing – David L. Faucheux

Post #118

Saturday is for Sharing

Across Two Novembers: A Year in the Life of a Blind Bibliophile

by David L. Faucheux

 

Miss Opal & Lynda

Welcome YOU to

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Meet David L. Faucheux

Across Two Novembers: A Year in the Life of a Blind Bibliophile

 

 

  

Lynda_ I’ve been hearing so many good reports on your first book, Betweeen Two Novembers.  I am so pleased to present your book and hear your thoughts today on SCAN. Thank you for coming to our little SCAN office here in Western Pennsylvania. You’ve come a long way to visit with us today.

Miss Opal_ Our readers will know so much more about you and your life-long love of books and reading. I have a few questions for you this morning, just to get the conversation started. I always worry I won’t remember what I wanted to say, so I will begin first with my question for you.

 

Miss opal_ I am going to ask my favorite question!

What could you never live without? And, why? What wold happen if this would go away?   That is something that I always worry about myself, David. I hate to lose things!

David_ Books and libraries. Let me tell you why and how I actually wanted to make my love of books and libraries my job. Part of this essay is taken from an article I wrote in 2001, at a time before Bookshare had taken off, before Kindle and eBooks, before Audible and BARD.

“What is a library?” Depends on whom you ask, right? For me, this question immediately conjures up that hot summer many years ago. My guide dog, Nader, and I had just entered library school at the Louisiana State University School of Library and Information Science in Baton Rouge. I had been emailing the dean for months, endeavoring to discuss the many concerns I had. Yes, I knew I was throwing the faculty and other LSU officials a proverbial curve ball. I was sitting in the auditorium, wondering what I was doing there, overdressed in a silk tie and linen blazer, and listening to the dean talk about professionalism and what that meant, with Nader was blissfully half-dozing at my feet, tail occasionally twitching.

LYNDA_I am a former professor, so I am getting the picture here that you are creating.  I can’t help but ask you to talk a little more about your academic challenges.  I am thinking about how a blind man would be so interested in pursuing the disciplines that you were thinking about. How did that work for you?

David_  I know, it  may seem almost ironic to some that a blind person would even be interested in a profession that upon first consideration might seem to be so dependent on sight. For as long as I can remember, my interest in reading has been counterbalanced by the scarcity of braille and recorded materials. As a result of eagerly awaiting the next book in the mail during school breaks, having my aunt look up words in her encyclopedia during long weekend visits, later having the 145-volume 1959 edition Braille World Book literally at my fingertips during junior high study hall, and developing various strategies to obtain materials in high school and college, I have become increasingly concerned with the availability of print materials to the blind library patron.

Miss Opal_ But what do you get from a library?

David_ For me, that question is complicated by my rapid vision loss. I remember as a child during the endless summers of swimming lessons and crafts classes also going to the public library with my mother and brothers. They looked at shelves of books, adult novels for her, and books my mother thought we would like. She often read to us before bed. I remember wondering if breakfasting on green eggs and ham would be half as repulsive as the Dr. Seuss character Sam-I-Am insisted and if buying a feline as sagacious as The Cat in the Hat would be possible. I remember liking the stereopticon slides that lived in a box that reposed on top of one of the low bookcases in the children’s room below a window. I even listened to the long-playing recordings of what I later learned were Newbery books. I just thought they were funny-smelling records with a silhouette of a profile and a gold medallion. They were never long enough. I was always running out of books to hear.

Miss Opal_ But isn’t a library more?”

David_  Yes, it is. After I lost my remaining vision, I turned more and more to a different kind of library: a postal library. That’s right, a postal library. Let me explain. The Library of Congress National Library Service for the Blind and Physically Handicapped is a network of cooperating regional libraries that serves those who meet the qualifications. I would receive mysterious black cardboard–later blue plastic–containers full of slow-playing records. My talking book machine was my magic carpet to such fantastic realms as Oz, the center of the earth, the moon, Venus, the Italy of Romeo and Juliet, and the mitochondria of a cell. I endured the exquisite suspense of Madeline L’Engle, laughed at The Jack Tales and some Scott Corbett books, and was scared to death by several John Bellairs books. I had a hard and fast rule: Talking books were for home, and braille books were for school. I rarely wavered from this rule. And then 4-track, slow-speed cassettes made their appearance. I enjoyed the portability, ease of storage, and knowing that each pale green box held hours of listening and even a kind of para-social-friendship. I learned to speed-listen. I used the variable speed control switch to gradually increase the speed of the machine. This made reading books such as Jennings’s Aztec, Clavell’s Noble House, or Michener’s Texas faster by 50 percent. I do also remember the torture of waiting for the library in Baton Rouge to send a replacement for a cassette that had the impertinence to break before I had finished it.

And I’m glad that because of so many online and physical resources today, I never have to wonder what I’d do if books and libraries disappeared!

 

Lynda_ Your thoughts on what a library is are so interesting TO US, dAVID.

iT MADE ME THINK more about What would you like to know more about? 

David_  I  have always been subtly aware of scents and fragrances. Certain perfumes take me back. One day in 1996 when a student came into my braille class, I instantly thought of my sixth grade teacher. The student’s perfume was Wind Song, by Prince Matchabelli. This floral perfume was launched in 1953 and has top notes of coriander, orange leaf, mandarin orange, tarragon, neroli, bergamot, and lemon. Middle notes include cloves, carnation, orris root, jasmin, ylang-ylang, rose, and Brazilian rosewood. The base notes that anchor this fragrance are sandalwood, amber, musk, benzoin, vetiver, and cedar. The ingredients seem so exotic and sing of foreign climes,  mystery, and romance.

 

lYNDA_ Tell us about how you began to write your book.  Please give us a sample page  that would sum up what the book is about and give us insight into your themes.

David_ My book was written to take you into my world. I wanted my voice to be heard. Seems today, everyone is being heard somewhere: on a reality TV show or on Twitter, Facebook, or other online venues. I wanted to add my voice to the growing field of memoirs by blind authors. In any event, I put the fears of writing and disclosing aside and jumped in. Here is how I explain it in the introduction to Across Two Novembers: A Year in the Life of a Blind Bibliophile, which I am now attempting to have produced as an audio abridgement, as well as in print and e-book formats, with a slightly different title.

I have long wanted to write and publish something, be it an historic novel, a young adult novel, or nonfiction. When, in November 2013, Dr. Katherine Schneider asked me to read and review her just–published Occupying Aging, I conquered my usual reservations: Would I be a good reviewer? Would I be able to write something interesting and help her book sales? I dove in and came up with this review, which appeared on http://www.goodreads.com:

This book, with its mixture of the quotidian and sublime, stands as an interesting glimpse into the life of one early 21st–century woman. Schneider, a retired psychologist, recounts a year of thoughts and events in this journal. Her ruminations on death, spirituality, dogs, and navigating the landscape of the sighted as a totally blind inhabitant of her Wisconsin college town are enlightening. Touches of humor involving Fran, her Seeing Eye® dog, add a sense of fun.

As someone who is acquainted with Dr. Schneider (we have exchanged emails), I could wish I occupied my forties quite as well as she does her sixties. The proactive attempts to educate about disability issues, the volunteering, and the public speaking are outstanding. Maybe some of her enthusiasm for life will rub off on all her readers.—An excellent vade mecum, a handbook, for handling the uncertainties of retirement.

While reading her book and formulating my review, I thought, Oh! I just might be able to write something in this journal–type format. So I jumped in right then, not waiting to begin on the more traditional January 1. I thought that to wait was to postpone indefinitely and fail; to start could mean a chance at a successful resolution. Who says a journal has to run from January 1 to December 31 to be of interest?

Miss Opal_ So, everyone, here goes nothing!  I just have to ask you, David, about something else that is on my mind. I hope that is ok with you.  Tell me, what is your idea of the perfect job? What would you be doing if it were your job? What do you think is the best job ever? Wold this be Plan A for your life?

David_ I would like to collaborate on a multi-media project documenting a group of students pursuing the MFA in Gastronomy offered by Boston University. What a book that would make! It would be along the lines of Snapshots from Hell, released in the early 1990s, about the author’s quest to obtain a Stanford MBA, or that book One L , by Scott Turow, that describes his first year of Harvard Law School. The project could be built around several students and their experiences with course work, internships, and even early employment.

Lynda_ If you could write or commission any kind of book, what would it be? Have you given that any thought now that this first book is finished?

David_  I have several ideas and will briefly discuss each below. They range from fictional biography to historic fiction and end with a short story collection.

* Empress Eugénie of France: She was just as interesting as Empress Elizabeth of Hapsburg or Queen Victoria, two of her contemporaries. But I find no writer today who has done anything with her, either fictionalized or straight biography. If French writers have covered her, I have not located the translations. She lived at a particularly interesting time and reigned over the carnival that was the empire of Napoleon III. It all came tumbling down in 1871, and she later lost her son in a hunting accident in South Africa. She lived until 1920. Surely, if Marie Antoinette rates high enough, Empress Eugénie should.

Eugénie lived during a time of convulsive change. Three empires toppled during her lifetime. The new nations of Germany and Italy were born.

* Inca: Gary Jennings wrote Aztec. (Actually, there were several follow-up novels to his Aztec, but it was Aztec that was outstanding; the others were possibly written at the suggestion of an editor to cash in on Aztec’s success). I always hoped Jennings would live long enough to write about the Inca, to do for that South American people what Aztec did for Mexico.

* A short story collection about my days at a residential school for the blind: I could possibly do this with some guidance. This type of school is rapidly fading from memory. Most blind students today are mainstreamed into public schools. In the 1970s, this was not always the case.

 

Lynda_  They SAY “TIME FLIES WHEN YOU ARE HAING FUN,  i SEE OUR TIME IS JUST ABOUT OVER AND YOU NEED TO LEAVE US.   we HAVE ENJOYED YOUR VISIT TODAY AND WE WILL BE WATCHIG TO SEE WHAT NEW PROJECT YOU HAVE COMING OUT IN THE FUTURE. H FOR COMING TO SEE US.

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Read David Faucheux interview here!

David L. Faucheux

Author of Across Two Novembers: A Year in the Life of a Blind Bibliophile

Scopist65@gmail.com

http://www.dldbooks.com/davidfaucheux/

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Scan Presents: Christmas in July

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July 6, 2018

Christmas in July – a Song and a Poem

Every year  my sister, Patti, tends her flower gardens from early spring  to the first frosts of late autumn.  

As she took me on a tour of her flower beds  one afternoon, she grinned with pride when she pointed out her roses.  Every flower gardener I have ever known has loved their rose bushes and each one has shown tremendous pride in the beauty of the flowers on a rose bush.

 

Last  August, Patti  brought me a birthday bouquet she had created from her flower beds – and the prize flower in the bouquet was a very stunning pink  rose! I think no matter how much a gardener loves all the flowers they have blooming, it is the rose bushes that seem to elicit the most pride and happiness to them.  Roses are the dazzling queens of the flower bids.  They  seems to be the proverbial “icing on the cake.”

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***Photo by Lynda McKinney Lambert:

Patti’s Flowers on my Dining Room Table

Ah, yes, I contend that the rose is Queen of all Flowers!

I am certain of it! As you begin doing some research on the “rose” as an iconic image,  you will soon   find references to

Mary, the Queen of Heaven and Earth.

She is often depicted with a rose in her hand, or surrounded by roses.  Roses are used as garlands in art and sculpture and roses are used to encircle  the Queen of Heaven. Roses are a halo at times in Christian lore as well as in pre-Christian mythology.   Mary’s  son, Jesus Christ, is  symbolized as a rose.  King Solomon described Jesus  as  “the rose of Sharon.” You can find this particular reference in The Song of Solomon, 2:1. There are many other such references as well.

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 In a popular  German Christmas song,

these  words are from an Eighteenth Century  poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe;

 “es ist ein Ros entsprungen.”  

This can be translated in English to

“A Rose has sprung.”

You may recognize this Christmas song as “Lo, How a Rose E’er  Blooming”  or “A Spotless Rose.”  This song is a Protestant  Christmas  Carol and a Catholic Marian hymn that originated in Germany.  I remember it from my childhood  when we all stood to sing carols together at the small  Methodist Church  in my village.

Listen to this song in English:

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Click here SING ALONG with the music:  Yes, I want to sing a long!

 

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I sat down to consider the pleasure of

a visit with my daughter, Ilsa

Below you will read a  poem about her visit and something we did together. Sometimes, it is unusual when we think of a child teaching a parent a lesson of some sort.  But, here in my poem, a daughter teaches  me a lesson  in a unique way.

This poem, “When My Daughter Cuts the Roses,”  marks the beginning of Advent in our home.  The bouquet of flowers on my dining room table today  reminds me  that now is the Season of Hope.  As I listen to the latest news from around the world, it feels like the  whole world is longing for hope right now – Oh, I know! It does appear the the entire planet is in deep distress.   The EARTH could be laboring  for the birth of HOPE.  Perhaps there is a longing for hope   in the souls of Earth’s people and all of NATURE.

On the First Week of Advent we can choose to keep our thoughts  and our  eyes focused on HOPE as we light that first candle.  

There is great beauty in the  symbols  of the weekly lighting of the Advent candles.   When the FIRST WEEK OF ADVENT comes this year,  we can pause to embrace the message  of the ROSE  and the  coming of the LIGHT, who  is promised from ancient times.  

 

Ah, yes!  As  I complete the writing of this essay, I am hearing a tune in my mind.

 This Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere;
True man, yet very God, from sin and death He saves us,
And lightens every load.

(Final stanza of “Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming)

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  “When my Daughter Cuts the Roses”

My daughter looked

At the bouquet of fresh roses

noticed two of them were drooping.

“Let me show you how to trim the roses

so they stay fresh and strong.” she said.

Her hands held the roses firmly

one-by-one, trimmed off extra leaves

“These will make the water stink,” she said.

She found scissors in the drawer

put the roses in a bowl of tepid water

held each stem under water

sliced them all, diagonally –

“As I cut the rose under the water,

little bubbles of air come to the surface.

Now, when the rose inhales

it will only breathe water into it,

it won’t fill up with air.

The living water inside the stems

gives longer life to each rose.”

She carried the freshened flowers

In the tall glass vase

back to the center of the dining room table

darkest crimson buds, sunny yellow petals,

deep green fern leaves

and a frilly white carnation.

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This essay & poem is brought to you by the author, Lynda McKinney Lambert.

Lynda is the author of 4 books:

Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage Buy it!

Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems Buy it!

Lynda has just completed her 3rd book

Star Signs: New & Selected Poems

AND… her FIRST CHAPBOOK

first snow, 16 Poems with a Wintry Theme.

Both new books  are now available for publication. Editors, please contact Lynda for the manuscript.

 

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Thursday Treasures #4 – Reasons

July 3, 2018

Thursday Treasures #4: Reasons

What is a  TREASURE?

 How do you define a treasure?

What is your reason for calling it a treasure?

How do you recognize something as a treasure?

Do you have something that is your treasure?

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My first thought is that a treasure is something precious or important to me.  Different things feel like treasures to me for a variety of reasons.

 My REASON for calling it a treasure is because of the 

human touch and creative spirit that is

embodied in the object.

Each item is unique and one-of-a-kind. 

Each item holds a memory for me. They are reminders of people I care for, the artists who created them, and even memories of trips and events.

Fine Art is a Treasure.

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View from the Fombell Bridge, Acrylic on Canvas.

by Lynda McKinney Lambert.   Portrait of the Artist’s father, William J. McKinney (1916-1988)

 

Paintings, sculptures, pottery and fiber arts  fill my home and give me pleasure.  Each is hand crafted by an artist. Unlike commercial products  and mass-produced objects.

Why woldn’t anyone want ” the real deal” that bears the fingerprints of the person who created it?

There is a reason that I drink my morning coffee in a hand-thrown mug created by a friend. I love to feel the surface of that mug as I drink – I can feel the hand prints in the clay and feel the energy of the masterful hands that made it.  It has a human touch and it connects me with another individual who cherishes the act of making beautiful things.

 

Art works remind me of a variety of creative people I have known throughout my life.

 

I consider the works that surround me as my friends. Each one touches a special place in my heart – I know this person and I think of her every time I look at the painting she did. Each of the artisans who created the objects in my home-made the pieces with love and passion. Those things are treasures that cannot be found in a big box store where everything is made by machines and mass-produced.  There is a reason that Treasures cannot be mass produced. They lack the human touch of the artist.

Books are a treasure. 

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Photo by Lynda Lambert.  Art & Books in a corner of my studio. 

I love books of poetry. \Each of them are works of art. Each volume of poetry I have collected is a treasure. I keep my treasured poetry books all together in my library where I know they are safe.  I have them arranged alphabetically, by author’s last name. I can find exactly the book I want, when I want it.  I like to think about the books sometimes, and I like to go to the library and pull a book off the shelf to read.

Books  feel good in my hands. No technology can replace the feeling I have when I touch a real paper book.  Reading a book through an audio recording can never replace the imagination I have when I read with my eyes.  For me, it is the sight of the words on the pages and the cover of the book that thrills me. I’ve had to adjust to experiencing a book totally by listening to someone read it  and it is not the same. It never can be. Something is missing.  There is a reason that we read a book that we hold in our hands.  It is the personal contact with the author’s mind that we experience.  I miss that more than anything else I can think of since I lost my sight almost eleven years ago. For now, listening to it being read to me, will have to do.

Music is a treasure.

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I like to begin the day with Mozart sometimes.

Songs and melodies come to me through the day and night. II wake up in the morning with a song in my heart.  I seem to have an internal radio station that never turns off. It’s a wonderful feeling to be so filled with music and song – and I’ve heard that each person has a unique song placed inside of them by the Creator and it will be revealed when meet in person one day.  We will be recognized by God by the song we are singing when we meet Him. He wrote the music that is inside each of us.

This song  by Alison Kraus is a  Tuesday Treasure.  

Listen Now!    “There is a Reason.”

HOPE is a treasure.

It’s hidden in my heart.

Hope is in every cell of my body. 

Hope is the reason for everything I am. My hope is in my Creator, who placed in us  all the capacity to love because we am loved. We are his treasures.

 Peter 3:15 English Standard Version (ESV)

15 but in your hearts honor Christ the Lord as holy, always being prepared to make a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the hope that is in you; yet do it with gentleness and respect,

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Saturday is for Sharing #3 – SGA & Mud Monkey

Saturday is for Sharing #3

SATURDAY…is my special day to recognize

people, places, and organizations

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 Today’s Feature is to honor:

The Art Society of Slippery Rock University of PA,

& Potter’s Guild at Slippery Rock University of PA

and

Slippery Rock Alum, Anthony DeRosa

(AKA MudMonkey)

Anthony’s Pottery can ve viewed at:

  Click here to see more about Anthony.

 

The SGA Student Art Gallery

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Fine Art students at Slippery Rock University of PA  created a student run  art gallery on campus  this year. . When I learned about this adventure, I wanted to support it  with a gift to help support future  exhibitions.

Today, I learned about a special gift donation  of

Hand crafted pottery by Anthony DeRosa.

He also wanted to help art students raise funds.   He gifted some of his stunning pottery to the organization to be used to help this become a reality in some way.  I received one of the mugs made by Anthony in the mail today.  I am enjoying my morning coffee which is in one of Anthony’s beautiful mugs. What an amazing piece of art it is – and it will be treasured by me for many years to come.

I hope other graduates of the SRU Art programs will join in  to support the new art gallery and help  art students in a variety of ways in the future.  Congratulations to SGA and the creation of a Student Gallery at Slippery Rock University of PA.  I know that the sky is the limit for these current art students. And, this new gallery provides training that would not be possible without it.

 

I remember the excitement of being involved in art classes & exhibitions as a former BFA major at SRU.  The completion of my degree opened door for me that were remarkable.  My academic and professional life provided exhibition and teaching experiences across  the US and in a number of other countries over the ensuing years.

This new student-run gallery is a ground-breaking idea and I was glad to know about the project. I personally know the value of student learning and  how to do the business of making art and getting work out before the public through exhibitions. This new gallery is a key factor in the future success of the students.

If you would like to be a donor, no matter the amount, I know the students would be so grateful for your help.  You can get more information on the websites I have given above.

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