Real vs. Fake

This is not my greatest work, but it is today's work, and that is good. I want to say, also, that it is not really my work. I mean it is, I painted it. It is of a place I saw, a landscape like any other, but it is also a painting of a painting,…

Why Shoes?

Why shoes? Because they are there and I need something to paint. Still lifes of dishes and such are odd. They lack something. A story perhaps. All of my shoes have stories. It's true. Shoes are one of those things that I have to buy on purpose. Not like the half gallon of milk I…