When I was a young girl, I dreamed of growing up to be a surgeon- a brain surgeon.  I had observed people enough to know that the way individuals perceive events, interpret social interactions, and… Continue reading

Alone, Together

Emergency! Alone, Together Starting when it was just a newly-hatched community free-food-pantry, I have been volunteering for an organization of university-area churches called Micah 6, named after the passage from the book of Micah regarding… Continue reading


Almost every day I walk through my neighborhood to a bridge over Barton Creek from which I can look down and scrutinize the animals and plants below.  I count the turtles, watch fish,… Continue reading

My Own Stranger

A couple of winters ago my husband and I had the opportunity to visit three cities in China, one being Shanghai.  It was in rainy, cold, snowy January, certainly not tourist season, and… Continue reading

Eyes Open Blindly

Two days ago was check-up day at the vet for our three cats.  Of course, they sensed trouble in advance, so I had to try to outsmart their tiny brains with food.  I had… Continue reading

The Story of Nola Watters

This is the first panel of a triptych entitled “The Story of Nola Watters”.  Each panel measures 12″ x 12″.  Carnivale (Mardi Gras) is the season of wild abandon that precedes the introspective… Continue reading

Sound into Sight

The Song of the Scissor-tailed Flycatcher 11 1/2″ x 30 1/4″.  Copyright 2009 by Lynn Bridge Many artists can’t resist trying to make visual the gatherings of other senses, and I’m certainly one… Continue reading


Today I present you with a piece of frivolity- a tray made as randomly as I could manage with glass blobs, which turned out to be quite regular in form, if not color. … Continue reading


Thoughts about Barton Creek.

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