Reading: Across the River and Into the Trees by Ernest Hemingway

All America is an insane asylum. -Ezra Pound

IKEA Candle Anxiety

Hancock

Brendan Murray

If only we could pull out our brain and use only our eyes. -Pablo Picasso

Fort Point Sunrise (Reflected in Courtney’s Shovel)

There are times, I’ve learned, there’s no escape for words. -Arthur Fischel

A painting is a symbol for the universe. -Corita Kent

Poem for Emmerline

The closest I have been to Europe is in following him when he gets, you know, restless. That long-hard look in his eyes and all the talk of misunderstanding, shouts to the back… Continue reading →

Sketchbook Today: Picking Walt Whitman’s Pocket

A poet never takes notes. You never take notes in a love affair. -Robert Frost

I like to pretend that my art has nothing to do with me. -Roy Lichtenstein

It is easy to be beautiful; it is difficult to appear so. -Frank O’Hara (from Meditations in an Emergency)

He does his work alone and if he is a good enough writer he must face eternity, or the lack of it, each day. -Ernest Hemingway (on writing)

First of all, who’s your A&R? A mountain climber that plays the electric guitar? -The Genius

Moments from the Wallpaper #1

Portraits of my studio in the curve of a balloon

In the fable of my life, the painting I was drowning in, I wasn’t sure where I was in any metaphor: Target or shooter; art or artwork. -Arthur Fischel

New Work: Variations on a Target

Can’t deal with another obit reducing Twombley to a scribbler