Nine different kinds of apple pie…

...and all my favorite people!  I couldn’t ask for anything more in an opening party.

Book me.

Inara Verzemnieks is amazing.  As the only other portrait artist in town who’s done my portrait—so far!—she has shown me a lot about myself.  And that’s only part of the reason why I asked her to write the essay for the book I’ve published about Apple Pie (here pictured with my friend).

The supreme ultimate art form

I’m not talking about allegorical portraiture, the super genre, again!  This time, I’m referring to Tai Chi Chuan (literally translated to “supreme ultimate fist” or “big energy boxing”), which, as I see it, is more about art than physical fitness. 

Deadlines are a misnomer.

I’m sure someone has already made the observation, but deadlines might more aptly be called lifelines.

Portrait of the artist as a tangle of yarn

On a recent gallery hopping expedition, I came upon this work by artist Heather Watkins.  It didn’t immediately spark my interest, and, as such, I wouldn’t normally have investigated further, except that I happened to notice that Watkins sees this work as portraiture.

The secret lives of everyone else

My oeuvre may not add up to publishable sociological data, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t done enough interviews to discover the one thing that most of us secretly have in common.

Portraiture for the people

Americans love their own faces and have done so from the very beginning, as is witnessed by this early American portrait.

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