So, here we go with Blog 2.0.

Let’s get the biographical part out of the way. I first attended Boston University, where I got a Bachelor’s in History. Before long I saw the light, and went on to take art at Manhattanville College, and left there with an art degree (cum laude; I have to have something to brag about). Finally I ended up at Parson’s School of Design, in Manhattan. I studied illustration there, until the money ran out.

After that I took the day job route while pursuing my muse at night. A couple of times I nearly made it into the comic book biz, but it never worked out. I was too slow for one thing, and for another I couldn’t settle on a style. In the end I got laid up for a couple of years due to various health annoyances, and decided to renovate my life.

One or two false starts later I found myself working with pastels, with the occasional foray into drawings executed with various chalks. The drawings are usually studies, or draft versions for paintings.

One of the chalks I use is called “Sanguine Hell.” How can you not love a name like that?

I read this thought (or something like it) engraved on a brick in Rowayton, CT: “Art is a window into the soul.” I think that’s true, but there’s more to it than that.

It would be nice if I could sit down, turn on a spigot, let my soul drip onto a piece of paper, and call it profound. But things don’t seem to work that way. First, of course, I would have to have something in my soul worth showing to the world. Assuming I do, exactly how should I put it into some form which other people could make sense of?

These pictures don’t draw themselves, you know.

This actually is my second attempt at writing my blog. The first one had to go into the trash at the bottom right of the computer screen (so now you know I’m using a mac). A lot of my artwork ends up in the trash as well.

What was wrong with Blog 1.0 you ask? Too pedantic for one thing. I was just repeating what the teachers used to say back in art school. Well, a lot of what they said was true, but I had to learn that for myself.