Grafted On My Own by Stephanie C. Weaver I never use to appreciate the family tree I came from  and the kind of fruit we bear. You see,...

"I'm done being a virtuous artist." I don't know why, but my writing feels blocked. I'm having issues just putting pen to paper and I...

Art Therapy Drawing of my Healthy Boundaries The looming moving date approaches steadily as the transition to van life continues. Now...

Mama:          I feel somethings coming! That change, that rustle, that stirrin’! Do you feel it? Do you? Do you feel it too?  ...

No Art, No Heart by Stephanie C. Weaver I love writing. The joy of writing for me cannot be over stated. My life’s purpose can be...

Caution: Children at Play by Stephanie C. Weaver I feel the changes coming and I bend with them. I know that I must adapt. I mold...

Sky Line by Stephanie C. Weaver Looking up I find joy, I find peace, I find freedom. Looking up my heart is open to interact with source....

Freedom by Stephanie C. Weaver It happened again when I opened my heart. My art took a right even though it felt wrong. The more I...

San Francisco Bustle by Stephanie C. Weaver I knew I had arrived to my city by the bay as I stepped on to the escalator at the...

Located in Historical Downtown Tacoma, the Grand Cinema has a seat waiting for you! Start your weekend early at The Grand Cinema with...

Being an artist has taught me that when the universe has a plan for you, opportunities will unfold before you, and the only thing needed...