The Artist’s Dilemma

If people were like colors, Ramona Walters was a riot of blood red, thick muddled blacks, olive and streaks of snowflake. James Brooke was confused in hues of flame, deep brown, federal blues and warm green. He was a rainbow, and she was a tragedy. And together they could make a masterpiece. Ramona stared sullenly … Continue reading The Artist’s Dilemma