June 2025
Self Portrait inspired by Philip Guston The last month-ish has been challenging. A tree limb fell on my car, dented the hood and smashed the windshield. Scott’s car was stolen from right outside our home. And one of Scott’s friends from college took his life. There’s a lot more to that last one, but it’s not appropriate to discuss. I’ll just say this, I feel very disappointed and distrustful of human beings - even more so than usual. Add Father’s Day into the mix, two people who almost bailed on commissions, heat, humidity and politics and it’s just one steamy pile of a hot mess. My grandmother, Be, had a stubborn streak a mile long. She always wanted to do everything herself. She must have passed that down to me. After several weeks of sheer torture in the studio, I finally surrendered and asked for help. The stress of the incidents above have played a role in my art production, but there’s more to it, I think. There’s a pattern of dissatisfaction, growth, production, satisfactio...
