I have come to a time in my life and career where, in addition to making things, I want to make things happen. As long-time community activist, I have looked to find a vehicle to combine my love of community with my art making/selling experience. With a generous grant from the Abell Foundation and fabulous support from our friends, Maxine Taylor and I launched East Side Works in November 2015.

The objective of East Side Works is to help artists gain a measure of economic independence by giving them the tools to start and sustain a cottage industry.
Working side by side with 5 East Baltimore artists, we are using a hands-on non-didactic curriculum and going through the actual steps necessary to start a business.

The mission of East Side Works is to produce affordable and trusted hand-made products that are created locally in East Baltimore by a diverse, collaborative workforce.

While making some monoprints by pouring acrylic and sumi inks on pieces of wood and plexiglass, I discovered a new process in the making of this work. Rather than printing from a block, I poured the inks directly onto my work table, manipulated them with trowels, and printed directly from the table. Stains, gouges, blobs of wax and paint, holes from removed staples -- ten years of history -- helped to shape the final product.

I was asked to take part in a project to give visual form to Wallace Stevens' poem, 13 Ways of Looking At A Blackbird. My stanza was "The blackbird whirled in the autumn wind. It was a small part of the pantomime."

"...Socrates suggests that the soul is immortal, and repeatedly incarnated; knowledge is actually in the soul from eternity, but each time the soul is incarnated its knowledge is forgotten in the shock of birth. What one perceives to be learning, then, is actually the recovery of what one has forgotten. Once it has been brought back, it is true belief, and can then be turned into genuine knowledge by understanding."
Plato
Meno
c. 399BC

"Anamnesis is a figure whereby the speaker, calling to mind matters past, whether of sorrow or joy, doth make a recital of them."
J. Smith
Mystical Rhetoric 1657


At the stage of my life where I find myself forgetting many things, I also realize that there is much I remember. Memories arise, bidden or unbidden. A single memory sets off a series of associations that cascade through my entire past, sometimes re-forming into a layered, blended, overlapping whole, sometimes reducing the whole to a small, single fragment.

My work over the past several years has been an attempt to use these memory cascades to make sense of my life. By remembering and reciting the sorrows and joys of my past, I seek to understand the whole from the related and unrelated parts. This recitation encompasses a single body of work with many components. All have been created with ink, wax, charcoal and fire.

When you have a house remodeled, you end up with a lot of wood. Some of it is useful for rebuilding, some of it not. This work is a way to use and honor the not-so-great wood that ended up in my studio.

Depicting some of my favorite places, marshes and beaches, LandSCRAPes were really fun to make. I took a long board, hammered a chisel into one end to create a rift, then ripped the board apart. Because this was cheap pine with uneven grain, the shapes that resulted suggested landmasses and horizon lines. When I tried using "good" wood, with a straight grain, the shapes were even and quite uninteresting.