Our latest foster cat now has a lovely new home. I took this picture of Zorro and my Rickenbacker 4003 bass a few days before he moved on to bigger and better things. Good luck, buddy!

I don't know about you, but I will vote for whichever Democrat earns the nomination; I like both of them. Which got me thinking - what would it look like to have the best of both worlds?

This past Sunday, April 16, Diane Haithman wrote a great story in the Los Angeles Times about art museum security guards who are themselves artists. I was lucky enough to be included in this piece, in both word and image.

The online version doesn't include the photos. If you'd like to see those, as well, click on this handy little PDF file.

I've uploaded some more of the rock sticker photos people have sent me. Palm Springs - sweet. Keep 'em coming...

I've finally gotten around to fleshing out the story behind my series of museum guard photos.

I've just posted images of some of the many small square paintings I've done over the years. Enjoy!

What does a big dog have to do with a famous, dead artist? I'm glad you asked...

Way back in 1995, I was briefly affiliated with the SOIL artist cooperative in Seattle, WA. Now, 10 years later, they are having a retrospective exhibit, in which I will be showing two new paintings.

Meanwhile, the show runs through October 30, with the opening reception occurring this Thursday, October 6.

SOIL is at 112 3rd Ave. South in the Tashiro Kaplan Building in Pioneer Square, Seattle, WA. See ya there!

A group of musicians at Microsoft has created a compilation CD of music called Songs For The South. 100% of all proceeds from the sale of this CD go directly to the American Red Cross in support of the victims of Hurricane Katrina. Not only that, but Microsoft will match your purchase 100%.

I'm proud to have designed the cover for this disc, as well as having contributed a Regular song. Please visit their web site and pick up a copy.

The building we live in is about 125 years old. It's crooked and creaky and dusty and wonderful. This weekend, as I puttered in my studio, I found myself looking at the wall that had at one time experienced severe water damage. The paint was buckled and stained, and starting to peel. So I idly pulled a piece off. There was a flowery bit of wallpaper underneath. I pulled some more, and uncovered older layers of wallpaper. By the time I had finished, the entire wall had been uncovered, and I had revealed bits and pieces of 125 years worth of wallpaper. So, I did what came naturally - I took a picture of Monika.