Back to Normal—But not for Long

Various dusts have settled, and I've been in the studio working on a new series. This time, it's NOT flowers! A whole new direction which has been simmering for several years. But I'm not posting sneak previews, this time, because I'm not sure yet where (or how) it's going. In two weeks, I'll be outta here and off to my summer studio with no internet, email, TV. Just me and my garden and the work (and a cellphone). Meanwhile, I'm still combing through old sketchbooks for signs of life. These were done in the summer of 1969 when I was a highschool dropout living in a garage in northern Vermont, having escaped the asphyxiating chaos of my family home. Ancient history. More later.