Because photography is always encouraged in my life, I asked people to bring their cameras. So you will be seeing a few of these posts in the next couple of days.
About a year ago I started collecting teabags because I loved the organic-ness of a used and dried up bag of tea. I also love repetition and the linearity of things. There is something very regimental and military-like about any ordinary object or human being stacked side by side; almost but not altogether uniform. I […]
My brothers and sister love me. Enough to allow me to use their wall space instead of stacking my paintings in my studio. These are two of ten charcoal works I did over the summer. The poor things got warped in a wave of heavy humidity we had around August.