Years ago, I wrote a snippet of a grand tale just to make it easier to see a painting that I envisioned. It was great fun to pen the high point of the story but afterward I found it an uninspired tedium to write the rest of the tale. Each time I’ve tried, I’ve gotten...
I haven’t exclusively painted beautiful personalities. There was a time when I experimented with a theory that the miserable could be nudged to think like happy people if I could show them what it would look like if their attitude were positive. Call it art therapy. The attempt failed. There may be other reasons, but...
Nickle has a slow learning cycle. With regards to Saturday morning in particular he has not seemed to detect that the following routine works against him: First, he determines that he is hungry. Dry cat food will not do because the bowl is empty. Empty means he has eaten the stuff in the middle and...
An old saying says that no one would have ever crossed the ocean if they could have gotten off the ship during a storm at sea. Some things you endure because you’re left with no way out. Everything else – the dishes, the garden, the car repair, the hair cut – can be put off....
With spring at their heels and summer nigh, the Shiz and Marynt-Tol (called Tol) were eager to raft the Wend and might have done that very thing had a post not arrived from friends in the vicinity of Upidon which described their horrible plight of recent weeks both in the forest and along the shores of...
