In Yorklyn, Creativity Has a Home Nestled in the historic mill village of Yorklyn, Delaware, the Center for the Creative Arts has served as a creative gathering place for the community for more than forty years. The nonprofit arts center offers visual and performing arts programs for people of all ages and abilities, creating a welcoming space where creativity, learning, and self-expression can thrive. From painting and photography to theater, music, and mixed media classes, the center brings together students, working artists, and curious beginners under the same roof. At the heart of the Center for the Creative Arts is

Finding beauty, decay, and unanswered questions in Yorklyn’s ruins I visited Yorklyn De, where there are ruins and abandoned building galore to explore. Here is a place where the bones of industry still jut out from the earth like ruins of some long lost civilization. Hidden in the hills along Red Clay Creek, the village was once a thriving mill town, loud with machinery, smoke, and the constant churn of industry. Now it feels suspended somewhere between history and haunting. Brick walls crumbling and trees growing where they don’t belong. Rusted gears sleep in rooms and in fields. Empty windows

Gardens, history, and the stillness left behind I recently spent time exploring the DuPont estates in Wilmington, Delaware; Winterthur, Hagley, and Nemours. In a way, Hagley started all of this for me. I visited it last year while traveling through on my way to Tennessee. I tend to leave room in my trips for unexpected stops, the kinds of places you stumble across without planning to. Hagley was one of those places. What I expected to be a quick visit turned into hours wandering through buildings, gardens, workshops, and the beginnings of the DuPont story. Before the estates and elegance,

Bethany Beach I’m starting this first post of this series of posts from my trip to Delaware on the last day of my trip.  We got up before sunrise to go to the ocean side of Bethany Beach.  There’s something a little ironic about that. The trip was ending just as the day was beginning. While everything around me was starting fresh, I was standing there at the finish line.  I was packed, the van loaded and I was dreading to go home.  Camera in hand, we arrived just as the entire sun rose above the horizon.  But that was

It is Simple… A daily routine, Just do it, and Start from the beginning.  Just Show Up   Outside of my photography, I’ve never been this active in my creative life.  With that said I’ve decided to challenge myself.  And in a fortuitous coincidence it just happens to coincide with the beginning of the year.  I’m going to choose a guiding statement, make a commitment, select a mantra.  Given everything I’ve written, wrestled with, confessed, reclaimed, and recommitted to this year, one word rises to the surface again, and again. It’s already living in my work, my practices, my vows

I didn’t go to the crossroads, they always seem to come to me! Looking back at my recent work, pursuing my creativity, I find myself at a crossroads.  I’ve been a photographer since the 80s.  Quite a few years ago, I chose to pursue ways to use my photography in other mediums.  I started with encaustic, then collage and then I found myself collecting art supplies. This past year I’ve joined a few, perhaps to many, online classes.  Six months ago, I joined a class that is getting ready to start this January.  This is called Wanderlust.  I’m excited to

“This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you. Take the power to make your life happy.” ― Susan Polis Schutz In my last post, I wrote about exploring new creative paths beyond photography and shared some of the work that’s come out of that journey. It’s

“Trees are as close to immortality as the rest of us ever come.” ― Karen Joy Fowler   Lately, I’ve been immersed in several creative classes. Since starting them, I’ve been exploring new mediums alcohol inks, colored pencils, acrylic paint, and collage. It’s been a journey of rediscovery and play. When one of the assignments called for photographing and painting trees, I jumped at the chance. I went for a hike here at work, camera in hand; we have over 1200 acres. A few days later, some friends visited, and we spent time wandering around Grey Towers, a nearby National

Roaring Through Time: Exploring Backyard Terrors Dinosaur Park in Bluff City, TN     Nestled in the rolling hills of Bluff City, Tennessee, Backyard Terrors Dinosaur Park is a hidden gem that transports visitors back to the Mesozoic era. This unique roadside attraction, created by local resident Chris Kastner, features over 70 life-sized dinosaur sculptures sprawled across six wooded acres. What began in 2007 with a single dinosaur in Kastner’s backyard has evolved into a sprawling, donation-based park that delights visitors of all ages.   A Labor of Love Chris Kastner’s passion for paleontology and creativity shines through every meticulously

  All Along the Watchtower — A Walk Through Fort Miles     Before I even set foot in Cape Henlopen State Park, the towers had already made an impression. Driving along Route 1 toward Lewes, they appear like sentinels from another time—tall, cylindrical, weathered by salt and sea air, and strangely beautiful. I’d seen them countless times in passing, but this time, I finally stopped to take a closer look.    My visit to Fort Miles began with one of those towers—the kind used during World War II to scan the horizon for enemy ships. From the ground, they