Every Monday morning is new hope.
I live in a small world of gouache and brush and pen and ink. I'd like to explore the world of multiples - etching and prints.
Wonderful things happen when your brain is empty.
I like the brooding man - a brooding man with a sense of humor.
My workspace is defined by books, ephemera, quiet and light. I don't have a computer, telephone or a fax machine there.
It's almost impossible to reconcile the realities of how one feels during the day, hour by hour. But I approach things not cynically.