Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Assigning Blame

I began my "official" visual life as a graphic designer. Graphic designers, in the days of triangles, drafting tables, wax, and Letraset were obnoxiously neat. I've never belonged to a work space like this one.

Those people whom I know personally and who are responsible for this state of affairs are, in chronological order, as follows:

Susan Abbott
Meta Strick
David E. Kearns
Karen Day-Vath

One person, not personally known to me, is Philip Ball, author of Bright Earth.

Together, these individuals are responsible for what is turning out to be a major upheaval in my life. I alternately curse them and thank them.



  1. Oh, I love the mess of art-making. Looking at your photo, I can smell the wet paper and pigments...
    Something I miss as I spend most of my time on the tidy Internet.
    Nice bug's-eye view of the sun!

  2. Arghh - fresca - I hadn't turned email notification for this post. Yes, a lovely mess indeed. And, what's much worse, I've spent money I don't have on ordering some acrylics. This is worse than smoking!

  3. the (painting) curse is a blessing or something.....
    that's what I tell myself anyway.

    Anyway, it's an honor.....