Musings on the artistic process in a variety of media from a skilled amateur with frequent reference to his oeuvre. (Because we all like to show off our stuff.)
My little brother and his wife were expecting. Now they have. Small creature. Might almost be as big now, some weeks along, as my friend Ali was the day he was born. (Ali was eleven pounds. I'm not sure how his mother survived this. Poor sweet woman.)No baby for me, thank you. None. Not not not going there.