Seven Days of the Black and White
I’ve been thinking lately of the idea that when, in the whole scope of human experience, an artist chooses to train focus on a slice of that experience, it confers an importance, something… Continue reading
I’ve been thinking lately of the idea that when, in the whole scope of human experience, an artist chooses to train focus on a slice of that experience, it confers an importance, something… Continue reading
Writer’s block sucks. Whatever the photographic equivalent of writer’s block is, sucks. I’ve been floating in the muddy, uninspired waters of various blocks for the past few months and have finally emerged with new work… Continue reading
The subconscious is a odd thing. Once I produced a group of what I thought were random images of Portland on assignment for an artists’ group that I belong to. When I put… Continue reading
A crazy old man told me today, “I’m too blessed to be distressed”. Seriously cheesy? You bet. But I suppose I’m in the same place. Life is a messy thing. I am juggling unkempt bills,… Continue reading
Gull is the last of four small abstract studies following Murderess, Hoar, and Bugbear and a wrap up to a few stray ideas before starting the next big thing (or an excellent method of procrastinating on starting… Continue reading
This is the third in a chain of four small abstract series, following Murderess and Hoar; something green after all the blood and ice. Bugbear Who doesn’t love the purple flower in… Continue reading
Some albums are LPs, some are EPs. I’m not quite in a place where I can launch into the next big thing, but something needs to be done with all these concepts that… Continue reading
Just a few images of clouds taken while dodging raindrops and one of the finished poems from the new body of work which now has the working title of Cantrip and Loveletter… August… Continue reading
…the morning dark beyond the sill. A line from a poor no-name slob of an unfinished poem from a project that is still not much more than a vague set of ideas orbiting a… Continue reading
It’s cost me a lot of sleep, but I finally completed the last three images and poems for Wish You Were Here. I’ll be going on vacation soon, which will give me some… Continue reading