All Flesh is as Grass
All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls…
Intimations of spring
What’s a poor New Englander to do when both days and nights turn bitter? Think spring; it’s really right around the corner.
Monday Morning Art School: please learn to draw
Drawing is the cheapest and most liberating of all media. All you need is a sketchbook, a mechanical pencil, and a straight-edge.
Silly, sweet Christmas
Painting these was pure happiness, for they blurred the lines between toys and reality. That’s just how kids see Christmas.
How did I do at my first virtual opening?
As a big believer in the hive, I invite your ideas and/or comments about how the virtual opening experience can be improved.