Returning to Cow Canyon Trading Post

Returning to Cow Canyon Trading Post

My relationship with making art has been complicated, mainly because of my day job as a medical doctor in New York City.  Years ago I maintained a painting studio, but gave up the medium when I moved into a small Manhattan apartment to pursue my training.  But the...
The Thrill of Watching Paint Dry

The Thrill of Watching Paint Dry

In the heat of the southwest desert, among the towering buttes and mesas of Red Rock country, I discovered the thrill of watching paint dry.  I’ve been doing watercolor for years and found the most difficult part is waiting for each wash to dry before proceeding to...
Another Art Supply Store Closes

Another Art Supply Store Closes

It was with sadness that I went downtown to Jerrys New York Central on 4th Avenue to grab what was left at the closing sale.  Jerry’s was one of the last remaining art supply stores in Manhattan that had salespeople who know about the inventory and a friendly...
The Minotaur of Zuccarello

The Minotaur of Zuccarello

While wandering the winding stone streets of the nearly deserted medieval town of Zucarello looking for a quiet place to paint, a startling sight made my blood run cold. Built into a niche was a locked cell of iron bars that held a very lifelike creature with bulging...
Urban Sketching in Porto and Madrid

Urban Sketching in Porto and Madrid

Getting to Portugal for the international Urban Sketchers Symposium was not difficult, but demanded some tricky connections as I started off from Maine.  So I took a ride on an 8 seater Cessna from Rockland to Boston where I caught a flight to Madrid.  I was able to...