Thank you. An email will be sent to confirm your subscription. Email Subscribe for Pornpat Down through the forest of my paintings runs a river of green. It is ship, subject and heart. Green is the color of the heart chakra. Green is the first sliver of Spring parting...
Thank you. An email will be sent to confirm your subscription. Email Subscribe Before the Monsters there was Feather. Feather was beloved by everyone, even dog lovers. She stayed with me for 18 years, quietly keeping me company throughout a hurricane of interesting...
Thank you. An email will be sent to confirm your subscription. Email Subscribe LA few blocks from where I live is an empty lot. It’s crammed between two smallish buildings facing the BQE. When I first saw it in the Fall of 2014 it was barren of foliage and...
Thank you. An email will be sent to confirm your subscription. Email Subscribe A while back I mentioned switching from fur to feathers. This is presently true. I have two, large diptychs in progress with a fair amount of birds in each. Until they are finished (some...
Thank you. An email will be sent to confirm your subscription. Email Subscribe I’ve become adrift in my own history. The sketchbooks go back to the beginning of art school. At that time I drew constantly. On the subway, at bars (drinking age was 18), at Julliard...
