Bruce Van Patter
As a freelance illustrator, graphic recorder, and author, Bruce is on a lifelong journey to delight in the handiwork of the Creator. And he’s always ready for fellow travelers.
A nice ring to it
Waiting for me in the ringing chamber are ropes, draped in the air like a giant arachnid.
Floor time
Playing with a toddler is giving me a fresh view of faith.
Art that invites
The shiny surface above me is like a living Escher drawing.
Tomatoes in the basement
In the cellar to get laundry, I am once again surprised by the sight of ripe cherry tomatoes.
Making a name
The Empire State Building looms outside my window like a giant hypodermic needle.
Unexpected light
The candle appears like an apparition in my darkened room, aglow without a flame.
The fellowship of open eyes
I ask Kim simply, “What do you look for?”
The art of looking up
I can pinpoint the moment when my dark mood began to lift.
Out of order
The sculpture caught me by surprise, like some malevolent spider on the wall.
Longing for lighthouses
As I wander around this small, tourist town, I just keep thinking, “Why lighthouses?”