I Saw You at Church Today – Written by Blanca Jones

Dear Jesus, I saw you at church today, in the upraised arms of a man as he worshiped our Father God.  As his words overflowed with love, singing to our Heavenly Father, I heard your voice.  As he swayed with joy filling his very spirit I saw yours within him.  I watched you my Lord, […]

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Art by Azar Vaghefi

ARTIST BIO Azar Vaghefi is a very passionate artist who depicts nature, color and light in her artwork. She is very inspired by the effect of sunlight when water runs on top of colorful stones, and she thrives to achieve the same magical feel through paint on canvas. She is also an expert on abstract […]

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Art by Queena Hernandez

ARTIST BIO Queena Hernandez is an artist living and working in San Francisco, where she earned her MFA degree in painting at California College of the Arts. Inspirations for her watercolor pieces are particularly culled from ink and wash paintings, Japanese woodblock prints, and modern landscape design. Exploring the idea of the unknown and the […]

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Opera San José’s Tosca: A review by Patsy Ledbetter

I sat in awesome wonder watching San Jose Opera’s glorious Opera, “Tosca” on Sunday afternoon, the 28th of November. The story of an opera diva brought down by the chief of Rome’s secret police, Tosca is dramatic and compelling.  The beautiful music, drama and passion were displayed breathtakingly by all of the cast.  The leading […]

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The Red and the Black – Lessons of the High Andes, by Oliver Myers

“Mercy.” The word dripped out between tortured inhalations. Two splattered men stood over a prostrate Spencer Wallace, pale and bloody amid musty heaps of contracts and financial records that lay strewn across the floor. “Let’s bury the bastard alive,” said Lefty. He reached down and with a brusque motion, took the wounded man’s belt buckle […]

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Approbations, poetic sketches by Felino Soriano

Approbations 761 —after Miles Davis’ Flamenco Sketches (Alternate Take) Alone she wore the want of her mirror’s stilled ideology.  Mimesis paralleled her walking fathoms: of hope or harm either recollections natural fractions of day’s independent disposition.  Her scent a dance of secret rhythms, a cadence of misery releasing its topical grip                 combining now’s relevant backward […]

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