Brains

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 →

Borders

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 →

Probability

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 →

Incursions

Thoughts about Barton Creek.

Studio News

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