oh so WHITE AND SHINY… Waiting for my pen, for my brush. I just cant stand the barrenness of it, stretching of into the infinite distance, saying nothing. I cant sit in silence either, in a social setting. I would be awful in an interrogation, babbling mindlessly- wait… not mindlessly. I do get chatty, butContinueContinue reading “A CLEAN SLATE”
Category Archives: Emerging Artist
The Mural Dream of a Cool Kid
“I was high on life, and probably paint fumes and Columbian Gold…it felt cool…”
Where is Captain Jack?
“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”
Out of the Gutter Art 