My Little Sisters (well a couple of them)

I vaguely remember my sisters Jamie and Lynzie when they were young. There are five years between Jamie and I and seven between Lynzie. I do remember when Jamie was born and I was relieved to have a sister and get some freedom from my two brothers. But as her and I grew up we were too far apart to really hang out. Then, when Jamie was starting college she came and lived with me. That's when I realized what a talented sister I had (...even if her talent at that time was making out with boys).

Here are a couple of her photographs. They are of our grandparents in Las Vegas:





Then, after I got married, Lynzie blossomed. Not only does she have the best personality of all our siblings, she is an amazing singer/songwriter. Her cool style is only second to mine ;).






I only wish I lived closer to these two, and just maybe I would laugh more and some of their talent would rub off on me.

Circa 2005

Writing that Q&A for Eva got me thinking back. So I dug up a few of the pictures that I actually have in digital format from school. Even though it was only 4 years ago, my life and my art are definitely different. But it is nice to remember being surrounded by other artists and fitting into a small supportive community.

I wish I could find some pictures from even earlier...one day I'll dig up a box of photos circa 2000/01 and we will all have a 'good ol times' moment.






These are some small paintings on paper that I did and then left in library book, where I thought they might belong. If you happened to find one, good for you! Although some of the books I used probably hadn't been checked out since the 80s.





And here are a couple of shots of my undergrad studio. I miss having a space like that. Sure the floor was rotten and I was always surprised by strangers passing from one part of the building to the other (my studio was one of two that connected 2 spaces) or I would come in the studio at 7am to find Mike Kelly (not the Mike Kelly you're thinking of) asleep right outside my door, but is was a place where I worked towards developing my artistic self.

From what I hear the Crandall House studios were torn down...quite unfortunate.



And how could I pass up the chance for a really bad self-portrait circa 2004.

Sycamore Street Press

Thanks Eva and Krik for the spotlight!

Sweet Family

Maybe it's because Mike studies (or studied) linguistics, or maybe it's because I know how funny translation between languages can be, but I really love this fruit container. Courtesy of The Great Wall Supermarket in Dyker Heights...or is it Sunset Park.

In case you can't read it, the caption says "A pleasant chit-chat having natural tasty fruits chears up our daily life. Please help yourself to some fruit full of natural taste."