Four local jewelry designers will showcase their beaded works in Artful Adornment: Jewelry and Beyond, held at Art League Gallery this December. The show celebrates the variety and beauty found in beadwork, from Caroline Alderman's whimsical necklaces and Linda Raih's highly complex designs to Carol Romano Geraghty’s sculptural pieces and the architecture-inspired work of Nancy Apy.
The Magic is gone. The haunting beauty of the enchanted bone yard at Hunting Island is gone, erased, stripped clean, cut up, pushed into piles of rubble, leaving nothing but stacked pyres and an empty expanse of sand.
On November 9thsomething will happen in Beaufort that hasn’t happened in 20 years. When Director VW Scheich calls, “Action!” it will mark the first time a feature film has rolled in Beaufort since William Freidkin shot the mega-budget war drama Rules of Engagement here in 1999.
Murray Sease, a busy Bluffton artist, chats about her new exhibit Southern Light & Smiles: “It is a visual story of our wonderful surroundings here in South Carolina – the beautiful creatures, people, and landscapes, both sweeping and intimate.
Last Saturday, the Washington Post grabbed me with the following headline: The world’s top economists just made the case for why we still need English majors.
Tide Runners: Shrimping and Fishing on the Carolinas and Georgia Coast, is the culmination of nine years of work by photographer and author Tim Barnwell. Best known for his touching and evocative images of Appalachia, here he turns his keen eye and documentary talents to focus on the shrimping and fishing industries of the southeastern coast.
Lowcountry Weekly is pleased to announce the winners of the 5th Annual Sea Island Spirit Writers Short Story Contest. Participation, like last year, was wonderful! The writers were asked to include the phrase "a skewed perspective" in a story limited to 750 words. The stories were judged by members of the Sea Island Spirit Writers, including Donna Armer, Katherine Tandy Brown, Deb Duer, Ginny Hall-Apicella, and Ellen Kelley. Thanks to everybody who entered a short story this year, and congratulations to the winners!
Each second, each minute, each day, we become atrophied, slowly decaying, withering away like a slowly wilting flower. When we are born, we are aesthetic. We marvel at the beauty of the vast amount of time we have to live. However, we cannot be certain of what our future holds, and we most definitely do not own all of the time in the world.
“Synchronicity.” Try saying the word aloud. How does it feel in your mouth, how does it sound, what do you see in your mind as you say “synchronicity”? I hear the tinkling of wind chimes, the sound of glitter in the wind, and the whispers of angels and sprites.
Recently, something strangely interesting dawned on me. It’s this. There are times, by choice, circumstance, or accident, we reencounter the paths we have been on with people we no longer have in our lives. Is this too obvious? It’s a bit of a revelation to me.