The Lonely Artist

Squinty-eyed in the summer sun on my back porch. There were moments when I was truly thankful to not be an ant or a little plastic army man...

Both boys are actually in this drawing, but I've cropped it to detail only Bram in the foreground. I'm doing a tiny series of four ...

Is it possible to be both impressed and un impressed with something at the same time because I finally dragged my lazy ass to the Dale Chihu...

Portrait of David, graphite on paper, 2011

I've never made any bones about the fact that I can't stand Georgia O'Keeffe; not the woman, per se, but rather her work. And I...

I've grown tired of drawing myself with short hair, in a mirror, over and over again so to mix things up a bit I dug out a photo of myse...

A portrait of Griffin as a child (see "Griffin," December 30, 2010 for a portrait of him as an adult). His eyes were really odd i...

Another portrait of Maia Louise, this time in nearly three-quarter profile and again, much larger than life. Oddly, I'm seldom asked to ...

I found (after not knowing for some time where all those baby photos from that photo shoot were) a version of the old photo of me used in th...