Being an artist can be challenging. A lot of life shit can get in the way; the need to make money, put bread on the table, gas in the tank, and such. And then there’s just the human penchant for distraction, which some of us have more than others. All sorts of people are afflicted with all sorts of different habits, norms, and mind tics. You are your most important art supply.
Solo Exhibitions 2010 “Bifurcations”, Art Society of Kingston, Kingston NY 2007 Monoprints, Brooklyn Artist Gym Gallery, Brooklyn, NY 1998 “Recent Work”, Woodstock Artists Association, Woodstock, New York 1994 “Paintings and Drawings”, Clare Walker, New York, NY 1988 “New Paintings”, Munson-Williams-Proctor Institute, Utica, NY Group Exhibitions, selected 2009 2-person Show, Posie/Kviat Gallery, Hudson, NY 2008 Winter […]
I’d almost forgotten how it came to be that I’ve been making these large collages of ink on mulberry paper. Edom Hernandez had gifted me a fairly large stack of the paper before he died. The ream sat in my studio unused for many years, occupying its own drawer in the flat files. Edom had […]
I’m fairly adept with languages, but hardly thorough. I can learn a lot of words, some grammar, and then the language will swim about in my head, frothing the waters like a school of desperate mullet. At times, my brain can provide the mot juste, at others, nothing more than a fluttering aphasia beyond the […]