by Bette Ann Sacks Albert '80
I take my cues from nature, who is forever struggling to secure beauty. In this piece, I wanted to give the roses their own luminescence and negate the toxic mechanics of oil painting with an organic subject.
— Bette Ann Sacks Albert...
by Nelle Doak O'Neill '56
We came upon these adorable Shetland Ponies near Forfar, Scotland, home of Guthrie Castle and my paternal Scotch-Irish ancestors. As I got out of the car, they obliged with this irresistible pose. I pulled out my point-and-shoot'Kodak, resulting in this lucky shot! I can claim no photographic talent whatsoever....
by Andrei Guruianu
This morning’s letter read over tea and toast with jam
was fat with bank transaction pages, but nothing new.
Soon the belt would have to inch just one notch closer,
a coiled snake at rest, until one end meets opposite end
leaving little room for music, for parties, cheap bottles
of cabernet draining deep red to...
by John O'Neill '55
I have, for many years, been an avid wildflower photographer. This image was captured along one of America's favorite wildflower hikes that originates at the 8,000 foot level in California’s Sierra Nevada. The trail between Carson Pass and Winnemucca Lake is a veritable paradise of color in mid- to late July and attracts aficionados from far and wide. My...