
A labour of love
Dear Artist, Yesterday, as Dorothy and I were scrambling up and down a Cariboo creek,…
Dear Artist, Yesterday, as Dorothy and I were scrambling up and down a Cariboo creek,…
Dear Artist, I’m laptopping you at midnight from a bedroll under the Milky Way. We’re…
Dear Artist, Within easy walking distance of my studio is Crescent Park. When we’re at…
Dear Artist, In the jungle mores of high school, the choosing of teams was my…
Dear Artist, We’re all familiar with the problems associated with Sunday Painters. Cranking up the…
Dear Artist, It seems that a struggling young composer asked Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart to give…
Dear Artist, The rapid turnover and point-of-sale nature of the greeting card business lends itself…
Dear Artist, This morning, Anne Pridmore of Mentone, Australia wrote, “I’m a painter of the…
Dear Artist, Abulia is the high-priced word for lack of willpower. While generally referred to…
Dear Artist, I’m laptopping you from M.V. Mareva, near Chatterbox Falls, at the head of…