“I was high on life, and probably paint fumes and Columbian Gold…it felt cool…”
“Hold on for dear life my friend.”
Did it hurt? No, of course not. (well, just a wee bit, maybe…) Oh, the joys of waiting to hear if you got the “Call”. That’s what we artists refer … Continue reading A “No” Blow to the Ego!
“…Poor, poor Chris…I guess maybe your train finally came…”
this painting is a commentary on my journey
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 … Continue reading Eating Art
…inside myself I am whole, where I am not broken…
Depicting my own image has been a starting point my work from the beginning. As a child my drawings were always of female faces, although I never consciously realized these … Continue reading The Duality of My Artistic Self