Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Spectrum 21

Happy to learn my drawing 'The Gift Within' will be included in Spectrum 21. Giclee prints are available here.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Postcards From The Edge 2014

My drawing 'The world is wider than the walls we raise' will be available at this year's Postcards From The Edge exhibition and sale to benefit Visual AIDS. Luhring Augustine Gallery, New York, January 24-26. More here.

Monday, January 13, 2014


Parnilla and I at the Black and White Biennial opening. Kickass work, great mix, happy to be part of it. Good to see old friends, meet new. Big thanks to everyone who came!

Wednesday, January 08, 2014

2014 Black & White Biennial at Exhibit A

Happy to have two original drawings, The Gift Within and Solstice, included in Exhibit A's 2014 Black and White Biennial. Here's the Elmira Star-Gazette's feature, and there's more on the gallery's Facebook page.  Exhibit A is located at 22 East Market Street, Corning, NY. The show opens Saturday, January 11, 6-8PM. Black and white attire is encouraged.  Hope to see you there!

Monday, December 02, 2013

You Could See The Light From Farther Then

My little story You Could See The Light From Farther Then is included in the December issue of A-Minor Magazine. My thanks to editors Nicolette Wong and Eryk Wenziak.

Friday, November 29, 2013


Charcoal and graphite drawing, 6 ½” x 8 7/8”.

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Monserrat Blues

In Myhalyk’s, at a Quarantine Dogs show.  Over by the side door  a guy in a wheelchair.  Gray goatee, long hair tied back in a ponytail.  He’s sat in the chair awhile, bonethin legs, baggy jeans but popeye arms and shoulders.  Lotta ink, full sleeve, working on the other.  A young woman’s with him, standing behind the chair: Buzzcut so short you can’t tell what color, big round glasses, hands on his shoulders.  Dogs are jamming Monserrat Blues.  Randy breaks a string, drops out, goes to his toolbox.  Amahl keeps the groove going, Jack stays on it.  So tight you can’t tell what’s bass, what’s bass drum.  Amahl throws out a flourish, Jack goes Stanley Clarke on him.  They’re a show themselves.  Train salutes them with his beer.  Amahl stands up: I know what you need!  You need more cowbell!  Crowd’s all yeahhh!  More cowbell!  People coming from the backroom to see.  Train’s done with his beer.  How ‘bout these fuckers?  You gonna clap your fuckin’ hands or what?  The wheelchair girl’s smiling, dancing a little.  Guy’s dancing too, what he can in the chair, all upper body, head, shoulders, hands.  Watching you realize she’s doing the same, swaying in place, no legs or footwork.  Limiting what she does to what he can.  One hand on his shoulder.  Little things make you lonely.  She tugs his ponytail and he looks up grinning.  Randy’s changed his string out.  Tunes, nods, hits the whammy bar. Divebomber bodyrush rammed through a Marshall stack. Train yells he’s baaaack and Randy starts tearing it up.