Opening Doors

It may seem strange now, but during her last year at Henderson State University, artist V.L. Cox just couldn’t find a niche in her senior painting class. So she stopped going. It might have been for the best, however, because while giving an old family friend a ride home on one particular skip day, she…

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Fur-get about it

You’re tired of your itchy eyes and runny nose, and—achoo!—those sneezing spells are definitely getting on your nerves. You wonder if you’ve caught the cold that never ends, although lately you’ve begun to suspect another culprit. It seems that the more you cuddle your corgi, the more you’re prone to sneeze and itch and cough.…

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June Arkansas Sketchbook

There’s something deceptive about the storm—a break of black stretching diagonal from sky to ground. It’s deceptive in the sense that, simple as it is, the storm is capable of more than its appearance suggests. It’s capable of coaxing and conjuring forth memories of the winds, the dread and the sirens the artist has known…

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Unknowable NOLA

My New Orleans started with a photo. It was a Kodak snapshot of my older sister hanging gleefully from a street sign that read “Bourbon,” where the word served as a verb, an instructive, a lifestyle. It was a place, I knew, even then, where a good time might be had. A preteen trip to…

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June’s Best Bites

Sweet Potato Lemonade South on Main, Little Rock Sweet potatoes? Lemonade? Together? You’d better believe it. And even though this Frankenstein of a summer cocktail crafted by the mad scientists over at South on Main doesn’t have a right to be this good, it just is. Not in the mood for booze? Make it a…

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Hometown: Fort Smith

[maxgallery name=”hometown-fort-smith”] I’m practically giddy as I wind my way down Interstate 49 toward Fort Smith. Having lived in Arkansas for only eight months, I’m eager to add another Natural State city to my growing collection. And Fort Smith is quite the score—not only is it the second-largest city in my new home state; it…

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Will He Wonka?

It’s a fine title. It’s succinct, to the point. But as anyone familiar with what Matt Lowman’s done for sweets in this town can attest, the title the man’s recently taken on for Loblolly Creamery—“head of ice cream management”—is, ahem, likely to be quite an understatement. One need only look to, say, Lowman’s handiwork when…

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Art in Motion

“It’s uncategorical, a fuel burning oracle A fantasmagorical machine It’s more than spectacular, to use the vernacular It’s wizard, it’s smashing, it’s keen.” —Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, 1968 The red coffee can longed to fly. At least, that’s how the inventor saw it. So he took the can and added a few children’s socks, stretching…

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Rocking the Boat

When you look out upon the Ouachita Mountains—whether you know it or not—you are looking back in time. Those slouching ridges once stood as tall and imposing as the Rockies. But time, of course, marches on. Millions of years later, erosion has reduced those once great mountains to shadows of their former selves. But before…

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Missed Congeniality

As a born-and-reared Arkansan, I’ve been schooled since my sandbox days to understand that offering a helping hand without being asked is simply the right thing to do. And with a lifetime of experience on both the giving and receiving ends of unsolicited helpfulness, I consider our Southern brand of altruism to be one of…

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