The Cigarette and Scotch Girls

Some time ago, I told Marcy: “Every time I start a painting, I feel like I’m climbing onto a roller coaster I’ve never ridden before.” But more and more I’m starting to understand my own painting process. Now I feel more like I’m starting a road trip. I don’t have a specific destination, but I… Continue reading The Cigarette and Scotch Girls

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The Hungry Eye

I got an email from my old friend Kathi recently. She had visited the blog and seen my work for the first time. “The style you’re using is so you — big, bold, colorful…” she wrote. This comment made me happy but also reignited a worry I’ve had. Maybe my paintings are too lacking in… Continue reading The Hungry Eye

Art Is In The Eye…

I invited Erik, my 21-year-old next door neighbor, to the Frieda Kahlo exhibit at San Francisco’s MOMA. He is recuperating from shoulder surgery to repair a lacrosse injury, so a field trip was better than another day in his slings — chair and arm. We had a nice afternoon. I’d seen the exhibit twice before… Continue reading Art Is In The Eye…