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Letters
0 Trail’s End

Dear Artist, I feel like I might die on this trail. It’s cold and wet and my bones ache. Some of the paintings are constipated. Winston Churchill, who wasn’t a bad painter, said that when he died and went…

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0 On the Trail

Dear Artist, As I said, it’s all very personal — we all have our way with what we see and what we feel. I look for pattern, complexity, and the potential for mystery. I also spend a great deal…

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0 On the Move

Dear Artist, In 1878, Robert Louis Stevenson walked 120 miles in central France with a donkey by the name of Modestine. He sketched, took photographs and wrote Travels With A Donkey in the Cevennes. My friend Robin and I…

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0 Keep It Quiet

Dear Artist, Here’s a valuable creative device. It takes a bit of practice and it requires character and maybe even a change in your natural personality. The next time you have an idea or a plan that fires your…

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0 Quiet collectorship

Dear Artist, A line in my last letter picked up a bit of notice. It read, “I’ve always preferred quiet collectorship rather than ballyhoo or peer acceptance.” How, they wanted to know, do you get that quiet collectorship happening?…

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0 The Great Contest

Dear Artist, A lot of friends ask about entering juried shows. I’m not a very good example in this department. I practically never enter any of them. Fear of rejection is probably the main reason, but I also don’t…

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0 An Exercise

Dear Artist, Here’s an exercise that you might try the next time you’re having a bout of creative constipation. I’ll relate it to painting but it works as well if you’re sculpting or writing a short story. It goes like…

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0 A Waking Angel

Dear Artist, The “artist’s statement” is a relatively recent convention. Many are filled with obscure illusions and pretentious prose — as if words might somehow add a glow of importance to the work at hand. But I never cease…

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0 The journey

Dear Artist, Sometimes it difficult to get down to basics. Holding onto the tools of our trade–brushes, chisels, colored pencils, whatever, goes a long way toward propelling ourselves along the path. But there’s another asset to keep uppermost in…

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0 Above and Beyond

Dear Artist, In high school I was always the last to be chosen for the team. I suffered through that excruciating wait while everybody else heard their name called and ran forward to make the teams. I was simply…