
Browsing: Letters


Dear Artist, I met up with Fred Fowler in his woodland cabin. Fred’s a tall, wispy-bearded guy from Ohio. He’s lived in Alaska for ten years. You won’t find Fred on the Internet — he doesn’t believe in TV, phones…

Dear Artist, Here at the American Bald Eagle Festival in Haines, Alaska, releasing eagles back to the wild is part of the program. This year there are five. Wounded or sick birds that have been revived by local animal shelters…


Dear Artist, Ernest Hemingway spent the years between 1921 and 1926 in Paris. Living in cramped quarters with new bride Hadley Richardson, they warmed themselves by a small brazier and kept things simple. This was Hemingway’s time of self-directed apprenticeship…

Dear Artist, I follow a gay couple from booth to booth. They know many dealers — they give hugs, kisses. Everybody enthuses — “so much fun visiting so-and-so in Jersey last week” sort of thing — “so happy with the…

Dear Artist, Artists and art-material suppliers come together at Pearl Paint’s Great American Art Event in New York. “Secrets” here are bought, sold and given away. Popular instructors demonstrate “trees, rocks and water” or “fruit, vegetables and lace” or “how…

Dear Artist, There’s a bit of excitement in the medical world these days. It seems that Britt-Maj Wikstrom of the Ersta & Skondal University College in Stockholm, Sweden has had twenty elderly women gather once a week to discuss different…

Dear Artist, It has recently been discovered that the works of William Shakespeare were actually written by another person with the same name. And lately, around this studio, there’ve been a few anonymous letters like this one: “If I look…

Dear Artist, While Nature Herself has the privilege of playing with light, painters must, in humility, play with pigment. The transference is tricky and many painters don’t play around enough to get the hang of it. Here again, the relationship…