Maybe that’s why for me the page, the gallery, and the stage became the only places my emotions could be expressed and acted out comfortably. These were the venues where I could exhibit sexuality, anger, a lack of concern for what people thought. The image a lot of people have of me as detached, impassive, or remote is a persona that comes from years of being teased for every feeling I ever expressed. When I was young, there was never any space for me to get attention of my own that wasn’t negative. Art, and the practice of making art, was the only space that was mine alone, where I could be anyone and do anything, where just by using my head and my hands I could cry, or laugh, or get pissed off.
We recently published another round of Bible art & illustration for Old & New Project. This time Jim & I invited some of our favorite past contributors to create new artwork for Holy Week.
I was personally able to contribute a piece this round. This image for “Sweat Drops of Blood,” from the story of Jesus prayer of anguish in the Garden of Gethsemane (Matthew 26:36-46; Mark 14:32-42; Luke 22:39-45; John 17). It is a familiar story found in all four Gospels (Matthew 26:36-46; Mark 14:32-42; Luke 22:39-45; John 17)
I started a new job recently as the Art & Design Director for a local event production company. Many friends have asked about it, but I have not had time to share any details about the change publicly, since I began right in the midst of our busiest (read: crazy) season and had to jump in with both feet—which honestly is the best way to do anything. Read more
Pete Seeger will always remain one of my personal heroes. It’s not his political activism that necessarily draws me to him, but rather how much he valued the things in life that really matter; how he truly believed you can change the world by getting people to sing together. I admire his commitment to working people and human rights, but it is his 70-year marriage that places him above others who I respect, into a special group of those I aspire to be.
Every time I hear him speak he manages to say something so wise it moves me instantly and stays with me permanently.
I once heard him say the happiest people he’s met are those who are hurting in some way.
At the time I was hurting pretty bad, and it was incredibly moving to hear someone else who understood how on earth I could be so completely happy.
New illustration for an article on what level we can or should forgive artists known to have taken advantage of young girls.
I have been totally excited at the prospective release of J.D. Salinger’s unpublished works, but then I learned of his relationship with 14-year-old Jean Miller.
What should our position as fellow artists be toward those among us who are guilty of violent, exploitative, oppressive behavior toward teens? Should we boycott Roman Polanski? What if all the accusations against Woody Allen are true?
Or must we find a way to separate the man from the art? To appreciate and enjoy a film without regard to the character of its creator?
A few editorial illustrations I’ve done recently, including an illustration on making connections at the holiday office party; the recent “Right to Work” vote that passed in Michigan; and one humorous illustration for Thanksgiving & pumpkin pie.