365 words and phrases
Dear Artist, All my life I’ve been trying to figure out ways to improve my…
Dear Artist, All my life I’ve been trying to figure out ways to improve my…
Dear Artist, When I left California for Vancouver in May, I had a solo show…
Dear Artist, Yesterday, Jonathan Kwegyir Aggrey of Ghana wrote, “In my society there is no…
Dear Artist, After our mother tongue, colour is, perhaps, our second language. Unlike words, though,…
Dear Artist, If your intention is to make unique, somewhat abstracted works with a distinctive…
Dear Artist, A lifetime ago, when I first visited the mother of a friend in…
Dear Artist, Yesterday, Nancy Hall of Sandy Hook, Manitoba wrote, “As an artist, mother, farmhand,…
Dear Artist, Peter Newton of Norwich, UK, wrote, “What do I need to do to…
At a recent soirée of old friends and colleagues there was a politician whose acquaintance I had made back in high school. He was a jerk then and, as far as I can see, he’s a jerk now. I found myself pleasantly moving around the room and not making eye contact with him. As a matter of fact, through the whole party I was blind to his existence. To my last Scotch I successfully avoided the renewal of our acquaintance.
Dear Artist, In response to a recent comment questioning the validity of an artwork illustrated…