Who I was, who I am

This drawing by my nine year old self was just one of the many uncomfortable treasures I dug up while I was in France last month, helping my mother get rid of her parents’ things.

Following paintings: Mary Anne and Katie

This is my third in a series of videos of chats I have with subjects of my paintings.

Becoming peer

When professors fear their former students, there’s something wrong with the system.

On saying no and saying anything at all

A few years ago, back when I was still living with my brother, our house was attacked.  The culprit was some kid with a stencil and some spray paint, and I’m glad to say his assault didn’t go unanswered.

Chicken butt

I’m in France again, visiting my childhood and trying to unravel the eternal mystery of my hybrid heritage.

Scarcity and abundance / La rareté et l’abondance

I prefer to think like a Chinese dragon instead of like a Western dragon.  Je préfère penser comme un dragon chinois au lieu de comme un dragon occidental.

Grateful

Altogether, 2011 has been a pretty good year.

Imitator?  Yes.  Innovator?  Maybe.

All artists are imitators, and it’s a good thing too.

Creating meaning together

Imitation is the main mechanism for the creation of culture, and in this article I explain how it works.

Following paintings: Lyndsay

This is my second in a series of videos of chats I have with subjects of my paintings.

My kind of paradise

I just got back from Hawaii but I didn’t go there for the sun and the water: I went there for the people and the plants.

A conversation with a disappointed man

Talking politics with people who were young and socially engaged in the 1960s is always fascinating, but this particular exchange was also downright depressing.

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