The State of Water

The State of Water

I once lived in an area called Trestle Glen in Oakland. I loved walking in that area as I was mesmerized with the quality of light. I could not quite put my finger on why that was. But it was exhilarating to me. The street was named for the trestle that in Oakland’s...
Why I love to paint

Why I love to paint

For decades people have asked me why I love to paint. I would mumble in an incoherent way, “I don’t know”. Then one day I heard one of my painting hero’s, Wayne Thiebaud say something like this, “Paintings are a different kind of species, inert, quiet, simple a new...
What If?

What If?

A few years ago, I was feeling remorseful that I had not, at a young age, pursued painting in a way that matches the enthusiasm I’ve always felt for it. Because of that regret, I’ve done my share of personal pity parties (PPP) but have learned not to dwell there. In...
Wabi Sabi

Wabi Sabi

The Zen teaching of Wabi to Sabi is encouraging for all artists. Rough translations have been told to me are “rusty beauty”, or the aesthetic that finds beauty in imperfection and impermanence. Wabi loosely translates to “less is more” and Sabi to “attentive...