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Ode To A Doorman

I wrote this postcard on the plane in 2009 heading back to Denver. I had just finished showing my work at Jazz Fest in New Orleans. It was and is always a fantastic show but the people of New Orleans taught me about what’s most important…it’s not money or fame, it’s the PEOPLE.  During that show, my assistant and I would leave the hotel every morning to be greeted by this doorman. Not any ol’ doorman, but this warm, loving, kind and compassionate man. With each person he met he would make them laugh or smile and basically just feel like a million bucks. You just couldn’t be in a bad mood around this lovely human being. And yet, "just" a doorman, but had the riches...

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Ride The Carousel Of Happiness

The Silver Savior, my Airstream and interview project has taken me on many amazing journeys. One right in my little town, Nederland, Colorado where I used to live. There, in the center of town is an extraordinary sight, a fully restored carousel from 1900. Entering, I was mesmerized like a child looking at all the hand carved animals going up and down. I had to know more, and found out about Scott Harrison, the visionary behind this carousel in the mountains. He readily agreed to an interview and I became even more fascinated by the man behind the animals circling us.  He began his story as a young Marine in Vietnam at the age of 17. He didn’t want to be in the military, but wanted...

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Practice For Dying

Being this the beginning of a new year, I have been thinking a lot about dreams, goals and action. Which brings me to a story. About six years ago, I began my Silver Savior road trip. I hauled my Airstream down to New Mexico to interview people living their artistic dreams. I was turned on to a film maker in Santa Fe, we will call him Frank, who quickly wanted to know what I was up to. He called me up and asked me all about the project. After telling him the vision, he said, “who do you think you are?” “Excuse me?”, I said. So, he went further and said, “really, what makes you think you are a film maker?” Without missing a beat, I said, “because...

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Sharon Did Nothing Wrong

The day before this past Thanksgiving I moved locally.  Not the best Thanksgiving on record, moving alone and carrying boxes up and down the stairs all day. Gratitude finally gave way to the sucky day I was having, grateful for the warm and sweet condo up against the mountains that was now mine. In between the boxes, I made arrangements for my utilities and wifi to be hooked up. Check. I eagerly typed in my my IP address and password. As I looked for my address on the screen, there it was among the cryptic codes such as Centurylink4578 to Wifey. One of my neighbors wifi address in my condo complex blaringly read: SHARON DID NOTHING WRONG. Whoa. Being an artist, mainly an artist of life,...

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A Toast To The Old You

Ah, the ending of another year around the sun…what have I learned? What do I need to let go of to truly embrace the coming new year? Oh, the pressure!    I’ve learned I am no longer that person that makes goals and says “Good riddance to a year gone by”. No, no, no. I flip through my journal back to the first day of January 2023, I am looking for clues from then to now. I also am looking at my visual journal, my Wearable Shrines of Intention.    Instead of the goal setting and vision boarding, I lean into gratitude for that woman I was this year. To the old soul that grew up too fast, now trying to slow my choices down. Still...

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