Lily Chang © 2018 I am beside myself with excitement. My creative muse is still teeming with exuberance. Saturday, I experienced and enjoyed Les Misérables. The music. The lyrics. The amazing voices. The robust, complicated characters. Stunning, revolving and moving sets. The gifts and talents, brilliance, cooperation, and joint effort involved in making such a… Continue reading Les Miserables!
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Voting Volition
Here's a chance for all you silent stalkers to come out and twirl with me. The four are photographs I've take here and there. Which one would you like to see me paint? Feel free to choose more than one and rank them in order of priority. #1 — #2 — #3 — #4 — … Continue reading Voting Volition
Artist in Hiding EXPOSED
Remember my desire to share others' works here? I'm shining a light on a fellow artist, today. These pieces were done by a nineteen-year-old artist. Let me clarify my point. They were completed, when he was nineteen. Amazing, right? *** This artist has been in hiding. But, he has been EXPOSED. For all to see.… Continue reading Artist in Hiding EXPOSED
A Restaurateur’s Passion and Love
The desire to try Smokin' Fins started with curiosity. Friends had mentioned dining there a number of times on social media. I wanted to find out what made this place interesting. I had heard the food was pretty good and the seafood was fresh. That's about all I had heard. But, that was a good… Continue reading A Restaurateur’s Passion and Love
Tennessee!
I'm including some of my favorite shots from a recent trip I took to Tennessee. Lily Chang © 2018 This place was where important things happened in my formative years. Perhaps you remember me writing about it in an earlier post. If not, you can take a look here. This doesn't require an explanation.… Continue reading Tennessee!
Persnickety Physical Perfection
For those who want a serious or tame read, skip this post. Sassafras here. Lingering, wallowing, and then drowning in tears, self-loathing, tears, tears, despair, and more tears, all over not looking just "right" or "perfect." Wait a second, that's not quite right. I'm too fat. I have a belly. My chest.... Well, I've heard… Continue reading Persnickety Physical Perfection
