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My Marble Buddies: Hanging with Sculpture in Rome and Naples
Three weeks in Italy! I felt like I was dipping my toe into a river of souls. It was a time of borderlines and thresholds: old year to new, marble to flesh, ancient streets filled with modern people,...
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Happy Couples and Girls with Horns: Archaic Art Friends from Rome and Naples
This is my image of true love: looking into the light of eternity, together. The Etruscan “Happy Couple in the Villa Giula museum in Rome used to be painted and draped with fabric. They had wine...
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Pompeii Winter Day with Toy Cameras
Pompeii, December. We stepped off the train from Naples into the first rain of the season, Vesuvius wreathed in fog. The ancient wagon ruts filled with water, but we could still use the stepping...
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Art vs. Marketing: Five Ideas to Consider
What’s the difference between selling out and simply selling? I found myself arguing with myself over this post when I put it up last week or the week before, feeling oddly insecure and conflicted. I...
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“Art is Disorganized Religion”
Suzanne Edminster with portrait from by Bob Cornelis from Studio: 50 Sonoma County Artists I owe this delightful quote to Chester Arnold, a Bay Area narrative painter. What a great metaphor! He...
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Test
Testing one two three… better than the finals I give! I’m learning how to take photos with my Iphone. All flowers from my cutting garden: alstromeria, roses, hydrangea. Dear reader, let me deliver them...
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I Feel Like You’re Walking With Me
I’m sitting here in the cool, clean Estella public library. It’s beautiful… they have incorporated gothic pillars– and I’m sure they are genuine– into an ultramodern design, very striking. I was just...
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Life’s Not Just Blossoms and Busty Beer Taps
This morning was a very flowery walk, on this bright Sunday right at midsummer. The Solstice is called Sommerwende in German–summer’s hinge, summer’s turning point. in a tiny village I ran into a...
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Ayee, Carlotta
This is Carlotta, my sort-of friend for three hours climbing into the ancient hilltop village of O’Cebreiro. The landscape looks like this. To Carlotta it all looks like food. It was three hours of...
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Beautiful, Eerie Galicia
Since I last wrote you, I’ve been on the road for four days in the manure-pungent hobbit-land of Galicia. In spite of the thousand years of Camino passing through, it is still remote, with stone...
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