

Sand and sense: On being an artistic diversion
Have any of my currently unknown artistic brethren and sistren out there noticed what nifty little curiosities we seem, to our acquaintances? I mean, if we won big fat awards or sold something for hard cash, we would be seriously interesting — legitimate, even. But until then, we are breathing diversions; we are, at best, refreshing company, because if we are, indeed, forced to cut the grass to make ends meet, we still refuse to stray far from playing in the backyard sandbox. And, oh, the little castles we can make! Such delights! Such fun! [Read more →]


















