09/01/2026
Wendell Berry died today, at 92, at his home in Kentucky.
If you've spent any real time around Art House Grandview, you've felt him here even if you never heard his name — he's been one of Josh's heroes for years, and his writing has shaped how this place has grown. Berry spent his life making the case for rootedness in a culture built for the opposite: work done slowly, by hand, with your actual neighbors. A place worth being loyal to. Attention as its own kind of art. That case has been under everything we've tried to build here.
Josh posted something this morning that you should know about, because you're part of what we're building here. In it, this Kentucky farmer became one of the most important voices in his life — how he thinks, how he loves his family, how he runs a company, and why he and his wife started an art center "in a town nobody drives to on purpose."
That's Grandview. That's this place.
If you've got 20 minutes, it's worth watching — it's not really a eulogy, more of a thank-you:
Wendell Berry Profoundly Impacted My Life | 1934–2026 | What He Taught Me
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PooaNncg0QA
Wendell ended one of his poems with a line worth repeating: "Practice resurrection." This can apply to a town like ours.
Grateful for his sentences, and for the way he asked us to live. Rest well, Mr. Berry.
Go read some of his work. Then go for a walk.