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Star For The Naked City

Star For The Naked City

Every night at 2 in the morning, the old man cable station, WE, plays an old Naked City rerun.  I barely remember this show because the reruns w...
Boom Star

Boom Star

When I was in grade school, a few times a year, the school would have bomb-drills.  This was in case Russia woke up with a pee-hard and decided ...
Star for the Winter Music

Star for the Winter Music

  At the Adler Planetarium, there is a star show that is pretty good.  You sit back and they show you the constellations up close and personal.As ...
Star for a Red Bird

Star for a Red Bird

Last year I made a number of ‘Star’ pieces. They were the coda to a body of work I’d made about the great Indian warrior Crazy Horse. Id always ...
The Spider Songs

The Spider Songs

I stopped making etchings about eight years ago.  I’d made a suite called the Autumn Etchings, and at the time I thought that was about as good ...
The Winter Tiger

The Winter Tiger

In the past couple of months I’ve designed a couple of signs.  It’s kind of a natural fit because my work has a strong graphic component.  In bo...
The December Moth

The December Moth

I found this moth in a book.  Startlingly and chillingly white, like the Angel of Death or the Eucharist of Winter, these elegant ladies seem to...
The Messenger

The Messenger

Istanbul has stayed with me a bit.  Upon landing at O’hare we were told about the suicide bomber that detonated a bomb in Taksim Square, 150 fee...
The Apollo Moth

The Apollo Moth

“We die of cold, and not of darkness.“–Unamuno Hey– The first frost is hell on moths.  On window sills they lay, powdery and seized up, each a m...
The Devil’s Moth

The Devil’s Moth

I recently gave up my studio. I’ve been there, on North Damen, for 17 years.  I decided after watching some artists that I admire getting stuck...
The November Moth

The November Moth

“Every Angel is terrible. . .” –RilkeThe Duino Elegies As a kid, I’d watch moths dance around the streetlights and wonder if they were angels. ...
Broadway Beast

Broadway Beast

Few memories evoke as much giddy joy for me as Halloween.  For myself and the  collection of miscreants, juvenile delinquents and future felon...