Oh, dear Red, what do you do?
Are you the oddity of public space? Can i remember you as the nameless, as the bold, as the red chock, as the key to a merely white door? Can i understand you as oddities […]
Are you the oddity of public space? Can i remember you as the nameless, as the bold, as the red chock, as the key to a merely white door? Can i understand you as oddities […]
I dig the three drawings you sketched from “before disembarking”. It’s like hearing a version of a song written for sax, bass, and drums played on piano. Thanks, Tim This letter is a response […]
Staver creates a palette so disciplined and toned down that the light glaring or filtering in, catching an edge of a knife or the side of a goat or a swan or a cardinal’s breast […]
These are snapshots I took a few days ago which Uli Lorimer, Curator of the Native Flora Garden, kindly identifies and explains how they fit into the ecosystem. Yes, even in New York City we […]
I wanted to play a digital clip but none exist. To see Eros and feel Eros, you have to be there. I could say more BUT…….. Read the titles and go! EROTIC PSYCHE: BRADLEY […]
One reason that there is so little art criticism is that the shit just doesn’t seem worth talking about. Another is that the artist him-or herself incorporates all possible critiques. Like this crass half-assed factory-made […]
I wonder if other women or even children are beginning to think that adult males are becoming a little too comfortable with the role of the anti-hero? The hopeless, hapless guy who doesn’t know how […]
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