The face makes the painting. Or ruins it. Or relegates it to the ‘later bin’. Tonight I’m with a painting from 2009. Quite a nice composition whose face wasn’t right. I’ve been stumped as to the remedy. This is a familiar pattern. The time comes for the repaint, or the finish paint, or whatever you’d...

I’ve had a lot of jobs starting with my run as a farm worker when I was ten. In America it can’t be done like it once was because shallow thinkers have hedged up the way like you can’t believe. In the town across the river from my house, a girl just made national news...

Three quarters into the last century the building where I work was constructed. Central to it’s useability was the fan in the restroom, which was a marvel of perfection, moving air whisper quiet day and night for over thirty years. Above the toilet, probably by deliberate design, is the fan box where this marvel finally...

The Triumph GT6 was a marvelous machine and I loved driving it. The experience was much different than my first car, a 1964 Chevy II Nova. The GT6 was tighter, nimbler, cooler, and got better feul economy. It had four synchromeshed forward gears and an electric overdrive compared to three speeds, first gear no synchro....

Here’s why education matters: it puts things in perspective on top of making decisions more solid and sensible. It enables you. The standard ironies apply (as much trouble comes to humanity at the hands of ‘the learned’ as from the ignorant and sometimes it’s the worst, but for this thread lay exceptions aside) With no...