Peeping Out

"Hold on for dear life my friend."

Now We Know

" Like a baby bird fallen from it's nest, I want to fix her..."

What You Made Me Feel (Blue-Eyed Johnny)

"I am just a memory, dead in the dust, gone like the wisp of smoke that curled from the tip of the gun that killed me..."

A “No” Blow to the Ego!

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 to when we apply for a chance to get into a show, or to paint a mural, or design a sculpture, etc. It's a process …

Calling Down thru the Centuries

"We chased the sidewinder, ran with roadrunners. Our feet bled walking empty highways...riding empty boxcars..."

A Neighbor’s Dying

"...Poor, poor Chris...I guess maybe your train finally came..."

I Miss What I Imagined I would Miss

...the room seems to awaken with her...golden rays fall...like the petals of an opening rose...

“INSIDE VOICE” a New Series of Works

"...look into this inner world and I promise I will use my "INSIDE VOICE".

LANDFALL(In the Garden of my Father)

...see what this work has gone thru on it's journey to fruition...

The Journey, a Debut Art Video

  .  This project was a couple years in the making for me, and was born from the bottomless grief I was dealing with then. As caregiver to both of my parents after a 23 year-long active addiction, and after a devestating breakup of my marriage when my ex went to Federal Prison, I was …

Sick, Sick, SICK OF IT…

...this post is winding itself around my consciousness like my fairy python-mother...

The Unveiling!

Shall I call it "UNBAGGING"? I told you that you would never guess my source photo, in the last post's images. Well here it is: .  Here's the deal: I was ready to take Kleo for her daily walk, mask on, prepared to face the outside world. I had just finished watching (another) horrible newscast …

I Don’t Feel Very Good.

  Can you dig it? I am sure most all of you can, gentle readers. You can probably deduce from my latest posts that my creative powers seem rather discombobulated. I would have to agree with you.  The "SITUATION" certainly has a dampening effect on my spirit; whereas I used to force myself to get …

An Awakening

Sleep has been a constant goal for me since I put down drugs and copious amounts of alcohol. Yet it has been the most evasive and endangered of species, teasing me with scattered glimpses of it's eternal beauty. Oh, how I have longed for it's soothing embrace, and so have everyone I have contact with; …

The Duality of My Artistic Self

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 were reflections of me. Even then, in my earliest work, the duality of my nature is blatantly apparent. .  The faces I drew were always …

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