Okay. I've been busy, or maybe just lazy. At least lazy with this blog. Time to get back into then habit of writing here. Now for a quic...

The last two weeks have been tough in many ways. Over Thanksgiving we went to Indiana. My brothers and I went through my father's garage...

I have found an economist I kinda like... Paul Krugman writes about the politics and economics of inequality in America and other topics. *...

Danielle - if you are reading this - this is the work I want to do... But no one in Winona would pay anyone to do it. Just kidding - or at ...

There is nothing wrong with reading fiction. There have been books - novels - that have changed my life, made me stronger and more determine...

This weekend Abelisto and I went beachcombing. We like to go up and down the Mississippi and gather interesting debris (natural and man-mad...

Spent the weekend unable to log on to the internet. Since we had the party on Saturday night and the benefit on Sunday there was not a block...

I have spent a couple days now, on and off, looking for a file. The problem is I have three computers (maybe four - I cannot remember when I...

Last Thursday I had a reading of some of my stories at the local arts center. I was asked to read for 30 - 45 minutes, but brought enough ma...

This weekend has been fairly productive. Not with art, but with all the other crap that one has to do to keep things going. Made it to the f...

My father and I sat in the van, in the pre-dawn twilight at the edge of the ocean, on Daytona Beach. We had driven all of the previous day a...

The opening sentence of my artist statement states: I am an interdisciplinary artist examining the transcendent in the light of the connecti...

The process of self-discovery is fluid, elusive and capricious. We find and lose ourselves, moment-to-moment, like the fleeting recognizable...

Took the show down on Saturday. Now all the art is back in our house. I found wall space for all the paintings and photographs, and I filled...

It is very hard to remember that my father is gone. I keep thinking about things I need to tell him or show him. It is sort of funny, well n...

Tonight I made my own encaustic paints. I melted some beeswax, ground up some damar resin, and mixed it and the various pigmenting agents in...

Last night marks four weeks since my father died. I tried not to think about it too much. I am not into avoiding thinking about it, but I do...

This is a bit closer photograph of Communion Circle: 1-10. Communion Circle: 1-1 Plaster sculptures, each piece measures approximately 24...

There are two more fiber sculptures in my show. This one is called Glimpses in Time, and it tells the story of my father's life. It is h...

I suppose I should have mentioned that Interstices is the name of my show. Interstices [in-tur-stuh-seez] 1. the spaces between things. 2. ...