By Lisa Sullivan Ballew and Kristen Byrne | “When there was nothing else to do except clean guest cabins and nose through personal effects; shoot the shit with the wranglers
and cabin girls; drink left over table wine; smoke bummed cigarettes; read; and draw the Wind River that rolled across the land, splicing the ranch in half.”

Join FYACS and Foundation Trust on March 31, 2022, at 7 p.m. to celebrate the launch of Neema Avashia’s book of essays, Another Appalachia: Coming Up Queer and Indian in a Mountain Place

By Kerry Pegoraro and Brad Wall | “I, resigned to another lonely evening, a poor greening/But I am to be the one keening/For these glorious ships wrecked upon the rocks.”

By Erika Lally and Tug Yourgrau | “Come closer. We’re in a forest, yes, but it feels like we’re trespassing. Into a dreamscape?”

By Shaun Bossio and Heidi Reynolds | “The park was lit only by the soft glow of an adjacent street light,
which flickered every few minutes, but never went out.”

Author Neema Avashia Awarded 2022 Foundation Trust Writing and Teaching Fellowship at Follow Your Art Community Studios (FYACS)

By Jen Blesso and Jane Roper | In this series of posts, we’ll share the pieces from The Art of Words, on view in the gallery of Follow Your Art Community Studios from November 3rd to 27th, 2021.

By Jen Blesso | An interview with high school intern Nicolas, a student from SEEM Prep.

By Sally Bowman Gordon

My artistic interest and abilities came from my parents. My dad, a sculptor and art professor, encouraged me to “Draw your own lines, Sally. You don’t need a coloring book.”