...or tries to...

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Southern Exposure

Opening this week, June 20th, Southern Exposure: New Work Now, at the Cultural Council of Palm Beach County, in Lake Worth, Florida, curated by Nichole Hickey and Jacques de Beaufort. I'll be showing three pieces as part of a cross-section of diverse and intriguing Palm Beach County artists.

Cultural Council of Palm Beach County
601 Lake Avenue
Lake Worth, FL

My fabulous Mom, Norma, in front of Red Collection.

Tuesday, June 3, 2014


Wynwood is a neighborhood north of downtown Miami. There are galleries there, many of them, and shops, and restaurants, recording studios, production companies, and other kinds of think-tanks tucked in behind its walls and doors. But it's just as accurate to say that it's a life-sized sketchbook, and you can crawl along its pages.

It's all a collage of the curated and of chance and opportunity, of stickers and spray paint and fallen leaves, 



 at eye level.

While you're there it feels like a place completely made-up, especially on a day in the off-season when the clouds are dark and low, like cotton balls sticky with glue in a shoe box diorama. 

And even better, the next time you go it will be entirely different, as if you had imagined it all.

Friday, May 23, 2014


Opening May 29th, at Blue Spiral 1 in Asheville, North Carolina!

Pollinator, celebrating the honeybee, the incredible creatures that work endlessly and tirelessly to support the world we take for granted, and whose loss would signal changes to our every day that we're just beginning to understand.

I'll be showing three sculptures:

Pollinating Biotope: Gold

Pollinating Biotope: Green

Pollinating Biotope: Blue

and three shadowboxes:

Bee Drift 1

Bee Drift 2

Bee Drift 3

June 1 -July 26

38 Biltmore Avenue
Asheville, North Carolina

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Flamingo Gardens

We traveled to Davie late last year, down south and way, way west, to Flamingo Gardens.
Where we saw the dozing, boiled-shrimp-pink symbols of Florida, (more often made of plastic and poked into front yard gardens). They aren't native birds, but they are Florida. Much like we are.

 I love any place with a Giant Orange:

and plants that seem made-up:

and trees and a cottage straight out of Grimm:

And peacocks where you would expect the squirrels to be.

And there's the white peacock, not albino, but born with a genetic mutation, leucism. He preens, he struts, he displays, but no other peacock pays him any attention. There's no point to it, I guess.

He's like a ghost there, of no use to the others, but so beautiful, maybe more beautiful, in his singularity. 

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

El Anatsui at the Bass

El Anatsui at the Bass Museum, twisted and pieced aluminum discards and elements of consumption transformed into cloth, transformed into sculpture, transformed into metaphors of history, colonialism,
modernity, biography. 
And they dazzle, and they dance.