When I was 41 years old, I was deeply depressed with daily suicidal thoughts. I had everything but happiness. I had a nice house in Hawaii – paradise! – a nice car, good community. I was beginning to get a few good words about my sculpture in the art circles, … Continue reading
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Sometimes, I just feel bloody stuck, to be quite frank about it. Stuck as in, no ideas, no inspiration, nothing. And it seems like it will last forever. And then, all of a sudden, I’ll find the work of an artist whose work turns me on, or see a photo … Continue reading