…my life would be totally different.
That’s my Deep Thought for February.
Because if I drank beer ( a beverage I still can’t stand the taste of) when I went to Ireland, I would have spent more time in pubs getting drunk and flirting with black-haired blue-eyed Irishmen and less time doing this:
(Note: clever use of tea [...]
Panda and Cindy were peering under the stove this morning. If you have cats then you know what that means, when they suddenly sit very still and stare under the [fill in the blank: stove, couch, closed door, dry sink, etc.]
It means that they’ve cornered something (alive) that you don’t want to know about.
After I [...]
Information. That’s what I want to talk about today: the artist’s obligation to give the people some information. Something. Anything. But something.
Kurt Vonnegut wrote what I think is a very sophisticated (all the more so for being 29 words long) critique of Jackson Pollack, whose stuff he did not like “except possibly as textile designs.” [...]
I was walking through the small town of Azay le Rideau in the Loire Valley in France early one morning and I stopped to look in the window of a souvenir shop. You can see why: there was a CAT in the window, studiously ignoring me, waiting for the shop owner to come to work [...]
Don’t Cry For Me Por Favor-hor: These are my working conditions. (Sob.) I have to paint around big fat furry kitty butts.
But I digress. The thing I wanted to discuss today was something that nobody ever told me about getting older. Which is, the older you get, the more things make you cry. What is [...]
Left over blue birthday cake and lots of vitamin Champagne. Thank you everyone, for your Happy B-Day wishes — Top Cat tells me that I share the day with Sade, Kate Moss, Ruth Reichl, Ethel Merman, and the guy who invented the Zamboni, whose name was Mr. Zamboni.
I couldn’t be prouder, as if having the same [...]
This is a really crappy painting of mine that I call The Lone Skater.
It is the approx. size of a Triscuit, but we ran out of Triscuits so here it is with a Tostito.
This was one of the first watercolor paintings that I did, ever, about five years ago when I started working on [...]
My mission: to make some art journal pages about my snowy weekend in the country based on my love of paint chip brochures from Home Depot.
Step One: Paint some pictures of my weekend in the country. Those are the paintings, above, in the order that I painted them. Each one is the approx. size of a Triscuit (see above [...]
January dawn light, through frost-covered windows, shines onto my bedroom curtains,
and makes me remember this light on a dusky winter walk a few days before, in upstate New York:
When the sun unexpectedly shone for a bright moment on a snowy day in upstate New York, I ran to this window:
That same sun beam was lighting up this [...]
Not to pick on any specific “How To” book on Making Journals, Scrapbooks, and Albums Beautiful, but this (see above) is the kind of craft project that is ruining a generation of art journalists. Besides instructions on how to splatter, carve, scrape, rip, applique, and glue all kinds of material (and paint) onto the blank [...]