I don't need a movement; I just need to be myself.
What is Figurative Expressionism?
Finding Natural Audience: Marc Zegans
Talent and giftedness are traps. Worrying about whether we have talent or a gift when we’re young diverts us from doing the work. Seeing ourselves as talented or gifted when we’re more seasoned sets us up to be victims, “Why isn’t the world coming to me if I’m so talented?”
Colorful Approaches to Recovering Addiction
“But I'm not a saint yet. I'm an alcoholic. I'm a drug addict. I'm homosexual. I'm a genius.” ― Truman Capote, Music for Chameleons
Facebook and the Meaning of Art
... all it took was scrolling through Facebook to solve one of the mysteries of the universe. Thank you, Mark Zuckerberg.
Some Thoughts on Figurative Work
Who Am I in This Crowd?detail of larger workI've been thinking a lot about the value of figurative work in terms of its ability to be progressive rather than retrograde in nature (as Currin said in a 2009 interview). I also heard recently from an art dealer that figurative work is harder to sell because... Continue Reading →
Can You Hear my Voice?
“This is the time for every artist in every genre to do what he or she does loudly and consistently. It doesn't matter to me what your position is. You've got to keep asserting the complexity and the originality of life, and the multiplicity of it, and the facets of it. This is about being a... Continue Reading →
Who Am I in This Crowd?
I don't want the burden of feeling that it's my job to smooth things over with everyone in every situation. I don't want to feel that they are right, and I am most certainly wrong, that they are all surely better, smarter, wiser, more talented, kinder, gentler. That they know what is best for me.
I Done Tousled with a Whale: Mojo Perry
"It’s easy to feel that you're getting lost in a fruitless effort when you're pursuing your art."My guest today, musician and singer/songwriter Mojo Perry, is an amazing guitarist. He's spent the majority of his life with a guitar in his hand, and as he puts it, "a pocketful of dreams." He's a dynamic guy who... Continue Reading →
The Artist
Vulnerable like that stark canvas, I am an odd sort of survivor Navigating a failed system, A world that may not hear my song, One where rules are king, And logic prevails, Oh, where is my kingdom, Where do I go to breathe, To feel it all, To swallow.
