Art

Sometimes you just know you’re an idiot. These old photos of one of the last welded steel sculptures I ever made drive it home for me. Speaking of “home,” two of them were taken on the 2.57 acres on the Eastern Shore of Maryland we no longer own because I moved us to New Mexico [...]

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Believe it or not, I was trying to remember how I used to draw a cartoon duck. Naturally, I couldn’t. My fingers haven’t held pen or brush in years, either, so nothing came together. Fortunately, I remembered I had a sketchbook stashed away from olden times. Surely I’d find the old drawings there, I thought, [...]

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Well, it’s medicine to me! And all God’s chilluns are folks. Here then, without further ado, is something a little different. There are other videos of these guys (minus the ringers playing real instruments) under the name Boys on Wheels. Go to YouTube and search for “My Balls are OK.” No, really. I think they’re [...]

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So last night at around 11:00 P.M. the phone rings, and it’s my psychoanalyst’s ex-husband on the line from Zurich. No, really. He’s an artist, a real one, and that’s not something I’d wish on a dog, but don’t forget that backwards that spells “god.” Plus, remember that my cell phone’s ringtone is a bull elk mating call.

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From the About page for this blog (well worth a look), and especially for me, right now, today. Having this tattooed inside my eyelids, I swear: When I’m able to write like that, I feel ecstasy and unity with all Creation. It’s like an athlete performing an “impossible” feat with seeming effortlessness and grace. I [...]

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I feel like Dr. Frankenstein. I’ve turned the power on again. The creature lives! My baby. My first and only website for a long time, between ’96 and ’98, the inimitable animated GIF wonderland of the ZOO ZONE, or ZooZone, or however I did write it. (I still own the zoozone.com domain, although it’s parked.) [...]

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There isn’t any contest, actually: I just took the photo here by squatting half-naked in the acequia, and yes it was cold. But this gives me a chance to talk about truck surfing, yes! Back in the old days on the Eastern Shore of Maryland near Chestertown, there was a thing my friends did when [...]

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This is an old sculpture of mine, cast bronze — I took it yesterday before the calendar started moving backwards. Some years ago, before moving to New Mexico, I won a Maryland Arts Council grant to produce a series of bronzes based on cat skulls — the “Cat Project,” naturally. It’s easy to add things [...]

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My wife’s dead watch batteries (both of ‘em!) presented a curious opportunity. Since the Radio Shack store was just a couple of blocks from Rick Smith’s Brodsky Bookshop, I could fulfill my manly obligation to buy replacement watch batteries and also redeem last year’s $35 Christmas gift certificate from Brodsky’s, which I’d only recently belatedly [...]

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