Alice Neel

One of the artists Osna——my high school art teacher——introduced me to was Alice Neel. I count her as the best portrait painter of the 20th century. When I read that the Met was putting up a retrospective, I knew I couldn’t miss it. When I told people about the show, I was surprised how fewContinue reading “Alice Neel”


I’ve shit on Boston most of my life. The reasons are many and mostly tiresome from having been repeated so often. Suffice it to say that I’m not a fan. Yet, because my parents live there, I keep having to return. Before leaving for my current drive east, I found these drawings. They date fromContinue reading “Boston”

School’s Out

My teaching adventure has ended. It’s been an instructive 10-11 weeks. Maybe the students learned a couple things as well. It’s hard to tell when you can’t even see their faces. I’m glad I did it, but I don’t know if I’d do it again. Every Monday night I had trouble falling asleep, knowing IContinue reading “School’s Out”