Anyone who knows me know this wouldn’t actually be MY blog, were not some Emily Dickinson strewn throughout it. So here’s a little something to celebrate autumn , from the incomparable Emily: “How the old mountains drip with sunset, And the brake of dun!How the hemlocks are tipped in tinselBy the wizard sun!” –Emily Dickinson I just had a glorious thought–I… Read More
Nothing New under the Sun
Did cubism originate with Picasso? Did short, pithy poems originate with Emily Dickinson? Did vampire stories originate with Stephenie Meyer? (Okay, you knew I couldn’t resist that one.) The truth is something no artist wants to hear: there really is nothing new under the sun. Yes, cubism was NEW! But I gotta think there might be some cave art somewhere… Read More