I like to say that drawing/painting is a dialogue with the model, and not only with her or him (or with a still life or landscape), but also with the lighting, the materials at one’s disposal, feelings pulsing in the artist’s and the model’s subconscious, the weather and politics outside, etc. The whole gestalt. (And…Read More
First steps into veiled but inviting woods. These works and others can be purchased from the artist using the contact form below. See more images via Montaigbakhtinian.com.Read More
It’s not that during the pandemic I haven’t been making art. Quite the opposite. Painting, painting, painting! And just now finding a moment to stop, catch my breath, post a few images of the recent stuff. Some of the new I put in the “slider,” for viewing tout de suite. A few more images here…Read More
Nobody can be waiting for the final withering away of all governments, but how about “a rebirth of wonder,” as Lawrence Ferlinghetti proposed in the 1950s? I’m not holding my breath. Faites des lignes, Ingres said, beaucoup de lignes. Make lines, lots of lines.Read More
I think the subject is going to end up being the dog one of the faculty members has brought along. Will he bark? Will he pee?
Talk about Expressionism! Talk about – hey now! hey! – patting the bourgeoisie, . . .
Some people, much as many artists long ago, first seek to learn some set idea of the basics before they try to make art. But, for one, we don’t know what the “basics” are any more. Perhaps the most basic and hardest thing is learning how to let one’s heart lose on the paper? And how do you learn that?Read More
There’s a love or commitment in working and reworking and reworking. And if the finished or abandoned artwork can only reflect some of this love and commitment? Good!Read More
A progression, from the Picasso sketches that led to “Les demoiselles d’Avignon,” to Franz Marc’s yellow horses, to an abstracted drawing of a nude female model, done with pastels, water-soluble color sticks and an eraser, in New York, a century later.Read More