Some of the hardest but most magical moments in an art practice arise after you’ve done something you don’t like. I’ve learned that I might learn something if I refrain from immediately obliterating what I think is ugly or wrong. And the process might lead me somewhere much better than the place I imagined I...Continue Reading
When I stopped painting last night, something was bothering me, but I couldn’t say precisely what it was. I had been working on a mixed-media portrait of rescued pigeon Lucito in his wedding bow tie. The bow tie was a problem. It looked patchy and incomplete, and I felt frozen. A self-doubting voice was telling...Continue Reading
