Have been reading the book “Toulouse-Lautrec in Paris,” and am struck by the complexity of color (as with Two Friends from 1895), as well as his inheritance of Parisian society from Degas. But mostly the colors are again what astounds me. I think of him so much as a master of line… but the flat spaces of color, and then the yellows as above. His balance of color and line is something to return to.
Have you been annoyed by a series of invitations from your poet friends to buy their books, read their interviews, and attend their readings? If so, I have your answer. That's right, it's called: MORE
I recently had the opportunity to sit down for an interview with The Dewdrop, and we dove deep into some topics that are close to my heart. From why I write to the intricate processes behind my latest