Monthly Archives: September 2013

Portraits, Chairs and Barney’s Heart

I went through a period of calling every picture I made a portrait.

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Impressions of Warhol

People are always calling me a mirror and if a mirror looks into a mirror, what is there to see?—Andy Warhol, The Philosophy of Andy Warhol There are artists we come to early in life, embrace right away and absorb … Continue reading

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an old poem

While going through folders of old papers I came across the following poem. I’m not ready to throw it out, but don’t know what to do with it. As we’ve begun to feel the weather turn here, and I suspect … Continue reading

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