Many figurative artists paint classically beautiful women or studdly young men. Others paint their families, whose faces are beloved regardless of their beauty. And then there’s me. I seem to be attracted to fat, bald old men; wrinkled old women, and rumpled, casual musicians. Let’s take a walk down my trail of less-than-perfectly-beautiful characters: There’s… Continue reading Beauty Is In The Eye…
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What Is It?
My high school art teacher, Mr. Lyness, used to say: “Never ask an artist: ‘What is it?’” That’s because “it” is a painting, sculpture or collage, never a teacup, mountain top or bowl of cherries. I’ve come to appreciate this advice in two ways. First, I use it as an excuse to ignore some small… Continue reading What Is It?