Memorial Garden

In 1992, when I was a college senior, the internet hadn’t even crested my conceptual horizon. I could have had no idea that, almost three decades later, I would be an accidental blogger (I only joined WordPress to get a website). Back then, as a twenty-two-year-old art student, I had created a final photography projectContinue reading “Memorial Garden”

Precedent

For two weeks now, I haven’t completed a drawing. To keep from wasting illustration board (it isn’t cheap), I had to erase a couple of false starts. Maintaining a positive attitude, along with learning to cope with my compromised dexterity, is a challenge. A larger project would help me stay focused. The last few wereContinue reading “Precedent”

Words About Images

I still keep a few announcements in a cigar box in our office. They remind me of the last time that I had fully committed to having a gallery show. The paintings were almost abstract although with a depth that suggested fantastical landscapes. What bothered me at the opening reception was how many people wantedContinue reading “Words About Images”

The Ghost Within

In March of 2020, I finished illustrating my third novel, IMAGE. Seventeen of the pictures were of antiques, the eighteenth of nothing at all. It took almost a year for me to complete another sketch: a sloppy rendering of a car. I needed to learn to get the chaos under control. With that accomplished, IContinue reading “The Ghost Within”

The First to Work

I had started and discarded twenty sketches or more by the time that I finally finished one. It happened a couple of weeks ago. Until then, none were perfect and that’s where I had gotten discouraged, wadded each up and thrown it away. In the interest of simply filling the page, I saw the finalContinue reading “The First to Work”

My Parkinson’s Story

In 2006, I walked into the warehouse where I would work (off and on — I tried screen printing elsewhere for a while) for the next thirteen years. Within its walls, something went seriously wrong for me. The building is home to a book manufacturer. As an art major with bills to pay, I hadContinue reading “My Parkinson’s Story”