Drawings from the Big Chair

One person’s trash is another person’s treasure. A particular work of art, TV show, book, or experience can come across as the greatest of all time to one, and a boring waste of time to another. Hence, I hesitate to indulge in conversations about the “best film”, “best actor”, “greatest artist”, etc. Such lines ofContinue reading “Drawings from the Big Chair”


A draw-er doesn’t draw because she loves to draw. She doesn’t draw because she draws well. She draws because once she lost something. And by drawing–she will find it again. Liana Finck, Passing for Human: A Graphic Memoir In 1881, the beginning Van Gogh’s transition from pastor to artist, he attempted to “go home again”Continue reading “ExistentiaSketch”

Prelude to an Artist

I’ve heard it said that Prince is the guitarist’s guitarist, Tom Waits is the songwriter’s songwriter, and Bowie is the rock star’s rock star. Oh, and Vonnegut is the writer’s writer — that much I can personally affirm. It should come as no surprise, then, to have discovered there is a painter’s painter: Rembrandt. AtContinue reading “Prelude to an Artist”

The Opposite of Art

I just … I don’t … this can’t … Ugh. I have no words for what this is … or rather, what this isn’t. Hard to believe it made it into the museum, harder still to believe this series got its own multi-room gallery within said museum. Quick, someone please restore my faith in humanity.Continue reading “The Opposite of Art”

The Great Gray Midpoint

Even winter — the hardest season, the most implacable — dreams, as February creeps on, of the flame that will presently melt it away. Everything tires with time, and starts to seek some opposition, to save it from itself. Clive Barker Never been much of a fan of calendar months dictating behavior. I don’t makeContinue reading “The Great Gray Midpoint”

The Longest Month

at the momentall that wasis now remnants on the ground under the snow the flowers unprunedand the earth under gloomas the pavement moves(yet somehow we are unmoved)at the momentwe are groundedand boarded and stowed awayso we can stare at the unfinished businessof the other elevenand wonder what the remaining ten will doto rebuild or furtherContinue reading “The Longest Month”

Go Ask Alice

No less instructive is the story, ‘Pooh Goes Visiting,’ in which Rabbit, having deceitfully offered Pooh admittance to sample his overstocked larder, artfully traps his victim in the doorway and exploits him as an unsalaried towel rack for an entire week. Frederick C. Crews, “The Pooh Perplex“ Another new discovery from our recent day trip:Continue reading “Go Ask Alice”

Nothing Sure, Yet Much Unhappily

“It’s bound to end up with me jumping in the water.” Prophetic words from Clasina Maria “Sien” Hoornik, a prostitute, seamstress, model and mistress of Vincent van Gogh’s — and the only woman to move in with him (along with her 5 year-old daughter and her unborn child, who she would ultimately name Willem —Continue reading “Nothing Sure, Yet Much Unhappily”

Till Human Voices Wake Us

If you’re ever looking to pass the time with a super nerdy debate — and the old standards of politics, sex, and religion just aren’t doing it for you — I highly recommend bringing up The Little Mermaid. This coming from a girl who absolutely loved the movie when it came out. I used toContinue reading “Till Human Voices Wake Us”