I don’t think we are ever prepared for the death of a loved one. It is a loss so profound, it cuts a hole in our center, our core and our heart. It leaves us unbalanced, wounded and bleeding. We mourn the ones who die before us and struggle to imagine life without them. Our... Continue Reading →
Deconstructing the Avant Garde: Ed McCartan’s Art Retrospective
When my dad moved into the nursing home, I didn't think an art show would be possible. I shelved the idea of a gallery opening. His amazing work has only been shown publicly at outdoor art shows once or twice, more than fifty years ago. He has always been a humble man and he remains unrecognized for... Continue Reading →
A Passionate Lifetime
Imagine living without the internet, television, or electricity. It's hard, right? My dad, Ed McCartan, grew up in such a place; A farm located miles away from the closest town, Lake Five, Wisconsin. He went to school in the classic one-room school house and graduated, the only one in his class. Although he is quick... Continue Reading →