When there is nothing, there’s the cup of coffee
When there is nothing, there's the cup of coffee Early morning, i step out; in a heap, in the rubbish pile, my paintings. They look 'belonged'. Few more displaced to the storage-room. New companions for the dust, old tricycle; bicycle, … [Read more...]
Art and the Artist: An Interview with Michelle Dunaway
Listen and you’ll hear the music in Michelle’s paintings. Of course, they wear the responsibility quite lightly. Incisive and mild, caught and emancipated, real and dreamy, they reach within your grasp like an early morning dream. Listen. You may not … [Read more...]
