Stories, memories, reflections
If you want to be an artist and you’re in midnight quarantine, you are required to become acquainted with "Gulley Jimson" and British painter John...
In the early 1960s, I lived communally with other young SFAI artists in the Primalon Roller Rink, above Tree’s Pool Hall on Filmore Street.
I woke up one morning in 2002 with a ripe stream-of-consciousness Artist Statement burning in my brain, and it wanted to come out – right now. My...
The first painting I painted, a couple of years before I had thoughts of becoming a real painter, was a bleeding half of a cantaloupe on a...
In painting, I had discovered a "profession" that suited my dependencies. That is to say, if I became an artist, it was partly because it fitted my...
I drove east in 1962, having been invited to the Yale-Norfolk School of Music and Art as a grantee. The crits I got there were incomprehensible.
- A Modern Master
- Moods and Feelings
- Archived: 1963-1999
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“Let five decades of work stand upon its character as upon a foundation; and let the artist’s process in these series reflect the many and fanciful additaments and ornaments that create and intensify the illusion of the real.”
– Ronald Davis, 2013