It finally happened: I lost a file and now I need to go through every one and name them and store them somewhere in an organized fashion. I basically shouldn't write anything new until I do this work, not even this essay. I wonder whether this isn'
The art writer’s group from The Bathers Library went to Et al. two Saturdays ago and caught Peter Cordova's sculptures and illustrations in the middle room of the gallery. Cordova is a member of Creativity Explored and his artist’s statement explains that he always uses a
RAWdance’s series, the CONCEPT, which presents works at various stages of the creative cycle, takes place in the Green Room – an ornate, high-ceilinged room on the second floor of the San Francisco War Memorial building. At #34, on April 10th, which I attended, the audience there seemed to
When my daughter was three I put a bunch of primary colored paint on her easel, which stood in the center of our bright living room. We’d moved to that apartment because it was flooded with light. The front of the easel was covered with a big piece of
New Column Alert: Motherdanger: Mythologies of simultaneous creation and destruction. Every single new thing also has loss that’s embedded inside. Untangle the two but also don’t get rid of one or the other. Accepting guest essay on each particular prompt for subsequent installments. Send work to me. Alternately,
