Today is the beginning of our end-of-year standardized testing. As I watched my 5th grader work his way through a problem, I […]
Dance, Dance, Dance. Your treasure is safe 20 fathoms deep.
Better late than never. Had to wait for the time, the sun and a good cocktail.
Sunday night selfie. Gritty selfie. Thrown on the street and driven through the muck. Such a bad boy, Barry.
Hash smash. Criss-cross, bang bang! I’m all about some rhythm.
An interpretation of shape with color is what your brain understands it to be. Is it? Is it a cutout […]
Surveying where I sit and feeling safe is criteria number 1 where I eat. If they come, I have my […]
Does eating something French cuisine qualify as a mini-tour for the heart? I’m hoping, because lunch reminded me of a dozen or so […]
Sometimes a line sing with rhythm and form. Never hidden, but invisible to the naked eye. I have special glasses.
Saturday night I guess is “selfie night” and now, a tradition. I like doing them because illustrations of one’s self […]
My friend Kathy and I ate at http://www.ciaolouisville.com on Saturday. Fortunately, the architecture was damn interesting.
I love drawing any part of the body that resembles sculpture, nature and form. I render you this.
Libraries are their own landscapes and city skylines.
… I don’t care. Bananas in the house. Crayola and watercolor.
Really nothing at all…. a bag of nuts.
Too cold to go outdoors, not too bad to sit in a restaurant and look at the underbelly of a […]