Brick by Brick

In October, I kneeled in the garden and pulled weeds with my mom. She told me that when she met my dad, she had assumed that he knew what he was doing when it came to building the house and the kiln. “I knew nothing, and I thought knowing nothing was a hindrance,” she explained. “I didn’t know that knowing nothing was how you became somebody who knew something and just moved forward.”

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The Front Nine

Sometimes, the holes scattered between the crescendos and lulls of fairways are just a final destination for a golfer’s ball. But a golf hole can be so much more than that, at least according to these nine Arkansas golfers—coaches, players and even a golf-course architect, some who still live in the state that catalyzed their careers and some who’ve taken their game elsewhere

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What Lies Beneath

“You can probably see the island. I think that’s where the old church and schoolhouse set, just between the cedar tree and the other trees right out there. … And the town was right there in that valley, in the holler, in here and then here.”

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Moment to Moment

“2016 was pretty brutal,” Joel says, before launching into the final song of the night, another cover, Louis Armstrong’s “What a Wonderful World.” And most of the audience seems to nod in agreement with Joel’s statement because, yes, in a broad sense, he’s right. But the truth is, for Anna and Joel, “brutal” hardly begins to cover it.

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Tools of the Trade

BEST AS WE CAN FIGURE, there’s a magic to art. Because in the strictest sense, anyone could do it. Anyone can take the classes. Buy the books. Purchase apples and empty bottles to make a still life. But for most of us who’ve ever unceremoniously squashed a set of brushes against the canvas or molded…

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No Unsacred Places

THE LIGHT WAS GRAY before the orange of full dawn, enough to see outlines and objects, potholes and gravel, but not yet enough to make out the details of things. It was a Sunday morning. I was on my way to work—a priest preparing for the sacred things—vested in spandex and Lycra, pedaling my bike…

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Maiden Voyage

THE STORY IS HELD in the dark at an even 71 degrees in a warehouse just across the road from where the piglets and alpacas live. Inside, there are hundreds of boxes stacked on metal shelves in rows across the floor. Financial records. Personnel files. Shipping records. Correspondence. For the most part, though the boxes…

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Reasons to Love Arkansas: A Visual History

The fact that this is our fifth installment of this feature is proof positive that there’s just so, so much to love about this place. And while we’ve previously tended to focus on the present, it’s just as important to remember how we got to today. In that vein, we’re delving deep into Arkansas’ past this year, telling our state’s history through the images that have captured its biggest moments—the good, the bad and the ugly—with the help of the historians, photographers, authors and archivists who know them best.

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