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There’s a Strawberry on my Back

I grew up wanting to work in the fields, a dream my parents deferred my entire childhood.

Every elementary kid did it, or so it seemed. Each summer a chartered school bus would haul sleepy-eyed kids from their homes to the sprawling strawberry fields just a short 15-minute drive into the county. While I lazed around watching “Tom and Jerry” and lapping up “toasted rice” cereal, I imagined my schoolmates singing songs and forging friendships in my absence.

A Handful

Nothing intrigues us more than a well crafted bio. Artist Pedro Friedeberg’s bio, like his original hand chair, is pure genius.

Ginny’s Pink Bike

I remember meeting Ginny Branch’s cotton candy pink bicycle before I met her. I had chained my own retro bicycle to the same “Loading Zone Only” sign as hers. Ginny was a student at Savannah College of Art and Design and was applying for a part-time job at a lifestyle store I was struggling to help open. The Paris Market and Brocante is arguably the most eccentric, thoughtful hipster dream store in the United States.