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How timely. I just finished reading a book on Ai Wei Wei. It’s his autobiography which is more about who he is than a display of his artwork. But WHO he is = so impressive. Not only for the excruciating…
How timely. I just finished reading a book on Ai Wei Wei. It’s his autobiography which is more about who he is than a display of his artwork. But WHO he is = so impressive. Not only for the excruciating…
It’s only the weather. The gluey heavy mess outside. That mess. It’s been tough to enjoy lately. Weather. Why talk about something you can’t control, right? That’s why. It’s that – what we can’t control that kind of catches us…
It’s been snowing out. Wind and snow. What they call blinding snow. And they call it that because what you are able to see is just what’s in front of you. Not far away. Not beside you. Just you and…

Some days you just start off on the wrong foot. In a lousy mood. You should meditate. “Should”. You don’t. Instead, you do art. Why is it? Or how is it that making art can be so transformative? You know…

First of all how did this get printed? I found it years ago in – CVS? – maybe. I admit, I was looking for cards that you can’t believe exist. But when you find one, it’s a gem. Like gold.…

When someone says the word green what color do you see? What’s crazy is that the mind usually is more a determinant than the color itself. Sun on green in the early morning can turn it into straight yellow. But…

It’s July 4. And it’s little bit wet out. It’s been more than a little bit wet now for days. For the loudest time of year normally, not so noisy this year. It’s pouring rain. Soggy. Like my paper towel…

You have an idea. And image. This. This is what you want to create. Or not. You have a blank slate. Canvas. Silk, in this case. I think that blank has always intrigued me. It takes me back to when…

What I’m lacking in these warmer than usual last days of June: presence of mind. Did I lose it to the two pups that are panting so nonstop that I need to stop whatever is happening and get them wet?…

I just received a book in the mail with the sweetest dedication. And I had to respond. How could I not? Was it how many years ago now? Martin Stellar started a master mind group for artists. To sell art.…