I feel more at ease with the uncertainty which is the most certain element of this life we are living. It seems so ironic that I'm putting in effort – working – to make time for play and allowing my mind to wander. We are so primed to be constantly productive and playing feels like a frivolous luxury that someone in their forties shouldn't prioritize. We don't live in a culture that really values play. When I started this year of play, I thought that sounds so fun! But I'll tell you… play can be work. I am finally on the other side of a long creative drought (yay!) and am feeling like my creative well is sloshing around with ideas that have me excited to be spending time in the studio. Both are an investment of energy with unknown destinations – a leap of faith that something beautiful will grow in time. Things have been busy around here – I have been carving out time to play in the studio and in the garden. Really, anything could be art if it was imagined to be so. And some of us thought it was concept or intention that made art. Others thought it was more inclusive and roped in dance and music, sculpture and words.
What is art? One person thought that art was indeed a painting on the wall of a museum. The groups dispersed and the teacher opened up the conversation to the class. Is a painting on a wall in a museum art? What about a photograph? Are the marks the cavemen scrawled in the caves art? Is my couch art? What about music or dance? Do they count as art? A short time into that Monday morning class we were divided up into groups to discuss the question – what is art? Our little group of 5 or so went back and forth for a few minutes tossing out things that might be, or might not be art. It was called Methods and Concepts, a foundations of art class, Monday morning at 8am. So, here is a story about love, and art!Īaron and I met in the first period of our first class our freshman year of art school. With more than one innocent life at risk, Tony and Cassandra must face staggering and uncanny dangers to protect those they care about, but this may just be one mystery that Tony and Cassandra cannot escape unscathed.I figure most of you are here because you know me, or love art, or love my art. But, when their gypsy friend Mari returns with a supposedly possessed Jack-in-the-Box even our seasoned detecting duo are taken aback. If there is one thing that Tony and Cassandra have learned during their time working together it's that even the most innocent of objects can hide the most hideous of evils. Some things should be left alone, some things should never be found.ģ.4 The Mystery of the Jack-in-the-Box by Zara Symes What seems at first like an open and shut case, soon takes a sinister turn, as Alice finds herself confronted with something she's tried so hard to forget. When Howard Finch storms into Tony and Cassandra's office, insisting they find his missing wife, Alice can't help but tag along. And the choices they make now could tear their happy partnership apart, forever.ģ.3 The Mystery of a Mother’s Love by William ProudlerĪfter the death of her grandmother, Alice's had a lot of thinking to do. But then sometimes, it might be better not to know, because when Tony and Cassandra figure out what is really going on, it's going to put them in an impossible moral bind.
In the sleepy town of Bar Harbour, finding out what is at the heart of their morally-ambiguous client's story will be the key to fulfilling their contract. But when a shabby woman with a wad of cash asks Tony and Cassandra to purchase an artefact - in secret - and refuses to tell them what it is or what she wants it for, that lack of information could lead to her own murder.
It's not unusual in the mystery-solving business for a client not to want to give you any extra information about their lives even if it's to help you solve the case. Will they get their secretary to hospital in time?īecause Alice has just gone into labour. For Tony and Cassandra, some days just go from bad to worse…ģ.2 The Mystery of the Fisherman’s Wife by Jessica Smith Just who is their mysterious assailant? What dangerous secret has the Professor uncovered? And why did it mean he had to end up dead? But perhaps the biggest mystery of them all is. A ruthless assassin is on their tail, and it seems he’ll stop at nothing to get hold of the Professor’s research. When Professor P Stone is shot dead in their office, Tony and Cassandra find themselves on the run. The private detective and the witch are back investigating four new exciting mysteries:ģ.1 The Mystery of the Grandest Order by Aaron Lamont
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