A tiny drawing of a very big ship.
I don\'t know much about Mark Keller Barnes except for the fact that when he died, he left behind a portfolio of paintings that I really appreciate.
The saddest snapshot in the world. Unless you\'re a Yankie.
On the art and aesthetics of handwriting.
If Napoleon was alive today, his myspace page would be littered with coy self-portraits sporting arched eyebrows, puckered lips, and a caption reading, \"Hot to trot! LOL ;) . . .\"
Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Muriel . . .
Scabhouse Johnny+Suzanne Somers+Australian bush cherry=pure filth.
I really regret spending any time writing about this asshole. Draw on your own house, dick.
While purging my wallet of miscellaneous receipts, coupons and band-aid wrappers, I stumbled on a faded ATM bank statement with a few cryptic words scribbled on it; “Steel-O-Man.” As I best recall, a few weeks back I met a humble and unassuming middle-aged man working a table of assorted brick-brac at the flea market. In [...]
I snatched up a couple more newly uncovered Albert Beauparlant drawings from Bruce’s basement. The first piece is one of a series of drawings picturing scenes of a weight room. According to Bruce, the owner of the Jack Fischer Gallery has purchased number of pieces in this series. I’d love to see what Beauparlant’s an [...]