shriner’s club

…He is right. It’s feeling maudlin to me. How sad it must feel for others when they step inside this shrine …

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tree man

Scott was a tree man. Every year we’d go to Charleston just to hug the trees at Middleton and Boone Hall plantations. He captured the live oaks beautifully with his watercolors. The sweet little painting above was inspired by one of those trips. Scott often repurposed packaging materials and transformed them into art.┬áThe series above, […]

fosam

Tuesday I walked around market to see a few FOSAM (Friends of Scott and Mine)…

fun

My friends Sunny & Po’s daughters were visiting me this weekend with their friend Dave. Sure I took them around to see the usual High Point sights like The World’s Biggest Bureau. And of course all of our friends know that our rooster sculpture in our front yard has become a landmark in its own […]

gone but not forgotten

There was always an extra gleam in his eyes and a heightened excitement during the days just before the High Point International Furniture Market began. All of his buddies would be arriving in town, colleagues and friends from the old days and new furniture designers that he’d met recently. Scott lived and breathed furniture design […]