The article about my paintings is online now! Hits the newsstands in the April issue. (Click the image above to see the article.) Three of the paintings are still available if anyone out there needs something new to hang on a wall. ! (However, the "Necropolis" screen print is not available die to a problem… Continue reading American Artist
Nothing important, just a couple of bits from text interchanges: "Winter grows tooth-long, and its welcome wanes." "Life goes through a frustrating phase, perhaps [inspired by, or] in concert with the moon's hiding, All tries to escape reason." An older bit: "Subatomic particles will not be shouted at!"
Awoke to snow, and the streets outside my windows give the impression that the city has half shut-down. Few presences on the sidewalks, and the parking spots are almost all empty. Further evidence: in the little window on my computer for Instant Messaging, only one soul is logged on today, where on a normal day… Continue reading entry No213
this way comes. Not really; just a leap year. So, February will extend its reach by a small margin, but still it has zoomed as if something pursued it! Busy and strange has been this month. (Yoda?)I've only just drawn up a plan for 2008 (more a list) and here we approach the very third… Continue reading something crooked…
Morning, and the spaces between Snooze: Favorite time of Dreamers and Alarm Resistors! Those brief, eternal windows between aural attacks that hold the magic beans of middle sleep, making all worlds accessible. Visitations to the ever that stretch on longer than the whole night, and make it feel as though it had been wasted on… Continue reading a winter morning, little heat.
The wind howls out there today beneath the great blue dome lit by a winter sun. The sun's visitations in full have been scarce these January days in Brooklyn, so it is welcome with or without the wind. In the window my tallest plant, aspiring to treedom, extends itself reaching for light, and succeeds.
I haven't been posting on here much lately.Whether it's the lack of proper amounts of sunlight (winter in the city, not getting outside enough) or (more likely) a whole parade of factors; I have been going through emotional ups and downs a lot this month. It is difficult to put a finger on it, but… Continue reading absent
run through my house!
I've been thinking; it seems I really have a lot of, how to describe it? Well, S T U F F. Too much stuff. I'm such a collector and pack-rat;. The reasons it hasn't become a truly serious problem are (1) average size of Brooklyn apartments, and (2) my proclivity to move house fairly often.… Continue reading The Trunk of Strange
Today when i woke suddenly and unbidden at 7:18 there was an image in my head of the panorama of Amsterdam offered by the lounge at the 11th floor of the Modern Art Museum there. Ben and I had gone up to check out the view after our day of bicycling-exploring the nascent communities to… Continue reading morning in light
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 