Carol Wiebe

Compromise is over-rated. We are always being told to compromise, to meet others half way, to make sure we get along. Wouldn’t it be better if we were told it is absolutely fine to be ourselves, that we should NOT compromise on those things that were essential to our being? I always wanted my parents to let go and let me go. By “let go,” I mean do their own thing, not the things that were expected of them. Sometimes they managed, but usually the opinions of others were too ov

I make art like I live. I live artfully and create art that reflects my life. Art is at times my confessional, and sometimes a hallelujah chorus. It expresses my sorrow and my joy. At the altar of art, I lay down my fears and toss my exultations like rose petals. It teaches me about myself, and not always gently. However, I still consider it my salvation because it does not lie. It tells the truth, and I have to see it. Sooner or later. Confession In a controversy the instant