• “I was dreaming when I wrote this…….”

    “I was dreaming when I wrote this…….”

    I have this recurring dream. I go into a gallery and Lo and Behold! My artwork is on display. The only catch is. the artwork is in my old style, which I abandoned long time ago.

  • Oh, the AGONY…..

    “Winged Foal” is coming along agonizingly slow.  It could be because I picked up a heavy, cast iron pan with my right hand alone.  Managed to do something to my wrist and hand.   They’re sort of numb, now, making it hard to grasp a pencil.  So, enough complaining. Here’s another abstract from my long lost…