Nanci Stoeffler {Expressionistic Artist}

Through the screen door begins endless hours spent dreaming and swinging, always believing I could touch the sky. Through the screen door...

As we become adults we often forget or board-up the child-like songs that we were meant to sing. We fear their freedom or we get buried...

On a Sunday morning in Missouri, a fellow artist-friend, Daniel, stopped me at church and said, “You need to create. No more excuses. You...

This painting speaks to me of the beauty, movement and motion of grief on the human soul. It is to our detriment when we do not allow our...