• The Mark of Humanity

    LT | Mar 1, 2017

    Recently a visitor examining one of my paintings asked, “Is your brain like this?” It is an understandable question, but can it be answered? What is the “this” that the gentleman was referring to? The “this” was his own brain perceiving some type of reality through a perception that had been sparked by the imagery I had created through my brain.

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  • Art Through a Writer's Eyes

    LT | Feb 7, 2017

    One of the benefits of reading a well written book about an artist is that the author enables us to see the world through an artist’s point of view. Such was my experience upon completing Philip Kazan’s novel “The Painter of Souls,” a historical referencing of what might have been the personal motivations behind the early fresco work of Fra Filippo Lippi.

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  • Working Art into Change

    LT | Jan 13, 2017

    Life has a beautiful way of keeping us exactly where we belong. If we think we know where we want to go we can push hard and sometimes we can get to somewhere different, but the pushing affects the outcome and often we end up on a path different from what we had envisioned. This new place then opens up a world of content that teaches us remarkable new lessons.

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  • Frances McCormack Resonates

    LT | Dec 16, 2016

    Some people just figure it out, and painter Frances McCormack (presently exhibiting at PMA) is one of them. The question is, can one create paintings that touch all levels of the human experience (dark, light, and all that entangled spectrum in-between) and ultimately uplift the viewer’s spirit with symphonic resonance.

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  • Pull Over and Enter the Art World

    LT | Oct 25, 2016

    In recent weeks I have been traveling to Big Sur to care for my elderly parents and marveling at the high number of tourists enjoying the winding drive and gorgeous views. I have also been amazed at how many of the travelers do not pull over and step out of their cars. As in art, the true sensory and aesthetic experience of that wild coast is not from the safety of a protective shell.

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  • Judy Shintani and Healing Art

    LT | Sep 22, 2016

    Anyone who has lost his home to a climate of fear has a deep understanding of mankind’s capability for blind betrayal. The father of artist Judy Shintani was an American teenager when he and his family were interned at Tule Lake Incarceration Camp during WWII. The long years that the family was forcefully kept away from their coastal home cost them their livelihood and property.

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  • Rob Browne Stumps the Trump

    LT | Aug 22, 2016

    Robley Browne, sculptor, has tackled the Trump. It’s slightly ambiguous as to whether Browne is stumping Trump or thumping Trump, but in the meanwhile he does have him do a few playful antics in a new project Browne has just unveiled.

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  • Water High

    LT | Jul 26, 2016

    Throughout the ages artisans have danced their messy fingers along the cutting edge of health, often without scientific understandings of why they do so. This is clearly seen in how artists all over the world, in primitive to advanced cultures, have consistently created images of oceans and waterways because, we assume, it makes them feel good to do so.

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  • Arabella Decker Honored

    LT | Jul 15, 2016

    At the end of this month, on Sunday, July 31 at 2 pm, the Museum Board will host a reception for the renaming of the South Gallery. It will be named after one of the most powerful women I’ve had the pleasure and pleasurable annoyance of nudging minds with, Arabella Decker. When I say powerful, I’m talking about visionary strengths and sensibilities on many levels.

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  • Freedom Inside and Outside the Studio

    LT | Jun 21, 2016
    A few months ago I found myself on Woodside Road, trailing behind a camper truck that was snail crawling its way up the tightly curved road, heading towards Skyline Blvd. I groaned inwardly: Toodle-ee-do, this is boring driving. All I see is the hind end of someone else’s slow-paced dream. My personal pace is quite a bit faster.
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