I eat a lot of my art. Great flow, free strokes, endless imagination…stuffed in my spare bedroom. “What spare bedroom?” You have a right to ask, especially when the door is always shut, the cat box takes center stage, there is no sign of any bed and the entire perimiter is taken up with paintedContinueContinue reading “Eating Art”
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RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
Stuck in the Barnyard “OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION…Oh no, Oh no, Oh no……” The First Draft of “The Dreaded Barnyard” One of my Trippy Palm Frond Creations So, I had a “Patron”, and I am envisioning a relationship similar to Michaelangelo had with The Pope.. Endless coffers, freedom of expression in my own magnificentContinueContinue reading “RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA”
It’s Just Me…
“He bandaged my broken hands that had beaten down my own hopes…”
Out of the Gutter Art 