Back in August, during the Umpqua Valley Plein Air event, I found myself looking for a place to camp for the night along the North Umpqua River. I finally came across a little campground tucked down off a gravel road along Canton Creek. It was mid-week, and to my surprise I found every site except one marked as reserved. Strange thing, though: the whole place was deserted. Where was everyone?
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For yours truly, this past year has been a wild ride, a mixed bag, a roller coaster, and probably a few other metaphors. The highs were lofty and joyous, the lows abyssal. At some point I will likely share some of that, as it relates to artwork (doesn’t everything, on some level?), but most of it I’m still digesting. So for now, I’ll offer a few tidbits about art in Japan.