It seems to me that the most damaging restrictions on an artist’s liberty are self-imposed. So often, what may have begun as fresh thinking and discovery is turned into a routine and reduced to mere habit. Habits in thinking or technique are always stultifying in the long run. They are also contagious, and when a... Continue Reading →
Perfectly Dead Things
Not a guilt trip: It is my intent to offer this blog free of advertising, and free of any expectation of compensation, and you should not feel any guilt at all for reading it as such. I love writing, and I love sharing my ideas. If, however, you wish to show your appreciation with a... Continue Reading →