Light and dark divided evenly for a day. Dark will take over from now on. And cold. This is the last outdoor party of the year. This year.
This could be entitled older man sketching young man looking at a girl. I boiled it down to “Looking at a Girl”, which generalizes the central idea of the drawing. I just started a book called “Why Poetry” by Matthew Zapruder. I’ve had a difficult time with most poetry and this book promises to be […]
Today’s watercolor experiment: I did a bit of sketching prior to painting today’s study. I have been obsessed with the passage of time, time lines, the color yellow and shapes lately. My sketch consisted “time’s arrow” between two flat planes. The far plane reflects the yellow time line in a faint purple hue. The blue pane […]
The first line of his A Mathematician’s Apology, G.H. Hardy, world renown English mathematician of the late 19th, early 20th century, notes his state of mind at the time of writing as one of melancholy. This is understandable given his sentiment that ”[e]xposition, criticism, appreciation is work for second-rate minds.” Added to the fact that he was pursuing […]
I was on the way to a bookstore, listening to the radio in the car. I heard a man reading to an audience. It was Billy Collins, former poet laureate of the United States. His poems were conversational and really funny. For example, he read the title, Another Reason Why I Don’t Keep a Gun at […]
I don’t exactly know why, but this phrase came into my head today: “Sweet Flypaper of Life”. Flypaper? Flypaper by itself is not that attractive – well, to people anyway. In fact, it can be downright revolting after it catches all those flies. It is even more horrifying if the proprietor hangs it too low […]
In 1993 I went to one of the best photography workshops I had ever gone to. It was with Eugene Richards, a Photographer, Magnum Photojournalist, Filmmaker and Artist. As with the other photography and vision classes, I brought my photographs of Michael, to get an assessment and more insight about how to further express my […]