East becomes West
I call this painting ‘Requiem for the East and West’ and when I looked at it the other day, it seemed more true than ever. It is an image of […]
I call this painting ‘Requiem for the East and West’ and when I looked at it the other day, it seemed more true than ever. It is an image of […]
When I was a kid, I loved Norman Rockwell. The Four Freedoms – the posters he did during WWII – really moved me. I used to look forward to every […]
Basically it doesn’t matter if you go to art school. You just have to want to do it more than anything in the world, and if you don’t go to […]
It doesn’t matter what your particular area of creativity is, sooner or later you get stuck. You might have known exactly where you were going, but there comes a moment […]
It’s a funny thing, but the light in a painting effects my eyes the same way the light outside does – when it’s too bright, I have to look away […]
Someone sent me a calendar with very nice reproductions of Impressionist paintings on it. August is a boating scene which I liked – I’m a big fan of Mary Cassatt. […]
When artists run out of things to paint, they paint themselves:
I’ve been thinking about quantity versus quality lately and for some reason Robert Pirsig’s book –Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance – popped into my head, though it has been […]
As the child of immigrants, living in Chicago in the Thirties, I grew up with kids like myself, kids with strong connections to the cultural traditions of Europe. In the […]
I’m very nearly done with the portrait of Ayalah. . .but something makes me stop. Just a few finishing touches, but what and where isn’t clear. And so I turn to […]