Land of the Sky

IT’S MOUNTAINS, AND IT’S SKY. It takes me a moment to realize it, but the swirling swaths of gray and sienna saturating the wall-sized canvas in front of me at Asheville’s Haen Gallery are dusky clouds, and the dark, feathery forms along the bottom an early-evening Blue Ridge horizon. It’s not immediately obvious to me,…

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Hometown: Fayetteville

IT FEELS LIKE I’M in a movie—one of those coming-of-age flicks where the fair heroine must return to the stomping grounds of her youth in order to understand her place in this world. And as I travel up Interstate 49, I think about how things used to be when I was young. I knew this…

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