Appreciating Wherever I Am
Choosing To Be A Nomad

I remember my father saying, "Usually the apple falls close to the tree, somehow, Debra, you have drifted far away." I did and continue to do so. When my mother died in 1963, I clung to my father. I remember his big strong hands and found comfort in being by his side. To this day, hands fascinate me, and when meeting someone, I

Remembering Colorful Times
Chiang Mai • Baltimore • Paris

Without question, our six years of friendship have left an indelible mark on my heart. I owe you an enormous thank you for never judging me. Or, if you did, you remained silent. Indeed, some of my ideas could have easily sounded absurd to you. Instead, you listened, and often with very few words would guide and support me. 

Rebuilding My Foundation
Reflecting • Rearranging • Reinforcing

In my world, the two idioms brick by brick and step by step have significant and similar meanings. Relearning gross and fine motor skills is a process that can be tedious and frustrating. Before my stroke, I never questioned my agility. I was extremely comfortable moving with grace and confidence. Climbing a tall ladder

Conquering Challenges
Discovering Alternate Possibilities

I have always traveled extensively - whether living in Paris after college, working for Bloomingdale's once relocating to New York City, or in my own business based in Atlanta, Georgia. For the past six years, I consider Chiang Mai, Thailand, to be my home. And my travels continue. Although global circumstances halt all

Life On Track
Then the Surprises Begin

Being derailed has new implications for me these days. Before it was about me - my story to hide or share at my discretion. Now that the entire world is in total turmoil, I no longer feel it is appropriate to elaborate on my journey at this time. I will tell you that the initial disruption in my life plan was on September 15, 2008, at

Hoi An Ancient Town
UNESCO World Heritage Site

Upon my early morning arrival in Hoi An, Vietnam, I am anxious to explore the Old Town. Before going directly there, I stand at the edge of the Thu Bon River peering over the many boats decorated with colorful lanterns anticipating the many tourists to arrive. Soon the streets will be crowded and the river full of boats filled with

I periodically visit Beer, his preferred chosen name, in his family's clothing store.

While the shop is well organized, his workspace is chaotic. As I approach his makeshift studio, I see him squatting on the floor painting feverishly. He looks up, smiles

Doors Open and Doors Close
An Artist's Introspection

Jennie McGuire, a mixed media artist from Nova Scotia, returns to Chiang Mai, Thailand to exhibit a new collection of work. At home or traveling, Jennie courageously explores her inner world through art.

Her solo exhibition, Portals, at The Meeting Room Art Café