At what age in an artist's life do they become, if so lucky, the person who made the art they are known for? When do we become real?

I went home on Rosh Hashanah and drew some rocks by Great Falls. I transfered the image to a block and created this woodblock print: (Note, ...

It's officially coat weather. I have my first official cold, and I have finally allowed myself to accept the inevitable weather change. ...

It's hard not to take Richard Willams' word to heart. If you don't know about him, he was the animation directer for Who Killed ...

Poor Cintiq-i-poo.

I just (a week ago) put my portfolio together for an abroad program to study animation. Instead of dumping all the pictures in one post, how...

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