How could it be missing Before it was ever found? How could there be silence Before the birth of sound? How could there be an up When no one knew of down? How did he know he was alone Until she came around? By Andy Coughlan (Published in ISSUE Magazine December 2014)
If we were oceans deep We’d thank God for the wind That makes us dance with Waves and mists. If we were grass We’d thank God for the rain The seas have carried To make us green and grow. If we were beasts We’d thank God for the waters and the lands for we need
Or yellow Or blue Or purple But you tickle me pink With your smile and laughter Making me laugh with glee It’s marvelous to have a Friend like you who keeps The rainbow in the skies The magic, the colors The promise of a pot of gold Tickle me pink Cathy Atkinson (Published in ISSUE
The sun sets on his east Texas pasture, taking the day with it in a silent blaze. Wayne rambles over bumpy roads, rounding up memories as if he could drive them all home and park them in his driveway for show. Retelling his heroic past from a Lazy Boy chair, his wife of 65 years,
Newcomb Pottery paved way for women’s education There is a lot of talk in the news right now about feminism. But what is it really? It’s really a simple philosophy of equality of opportunity. This equal opportunity, while exploding into the consciousness in the bra-burning ’60s, is not a new concept. In the arts, the
‘Monet and the Seine: Impressions of a River’ at MFAH “Monet is just an eye, but good God, what an eye!” — Paul Cézanne The pale sky has barely acknowledged the arrival of the new dawn when a strange-looking boat noiselessly pushed away from the shore and drifted into the middle of the river. It
Columnist thinks of perfect nerd presents so you don’t have to Well another baseball season has come and gone, and in its absence the world has been filled with the bitter cold of winter and the promise of hot chocolate and presents under the tree. No doubt you have some truly geeky folks on your
Busceme ‘at home’ in Beaumont arts scene Olivia Busceme, band booking agent, theme party guru and undiscovered artists’ go-to girl, has been on “the scene” in Beaumont her entire life. The 24-year-old continues to shape the art and music scene in Southeast Texas through her efforts and those of her friends associated with Victoria House.
Editor’s note: ISSUE contributor Elena Ivanova spent the summer in Eastern Europe doing research for a book. This story is the last in a four-part series chronicling her adventures and the artistic discoveries she made along the way. “My sad, my joyful town!” — Marc Chagall Long evening shadows were already weaving their intricate patchwork on
I just got used to writing 2014 on my checks and now it’s almost over. Time flies when you’re pushing 60, and sooner than I expected it’s time for the Holiday Shop-O-Rama Extravaganza, The Studio’s annual arts sale. This year we put a little twist on the event with a Disco-Rama after hours featuring the
