On Art
A Tumbling Necklace, Spilled Coffee, and Green Versus Purple
About a train ride and a visit to a museum, seen through color history.
The discovery of unintentional drops of paint on a famous painting in the Museum of Modern art.
Upon hearing of the death of Emil Weddige, lithographer.
When survival becomes art.
Not all is as it appears and what we see is only the surface.
A famous Durer altar piece and how my aunt became an artist.
A true experience from the year I worked at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts. I must have told this tale a hundred times or more, in hopes that someone would write it down. No one ever did. My friend Jim Moore, the poet, encouraged me to put it on paper myself. I thought it was the only story I had to tell. I was wrong. One day I will reedit it.