"The first time I tried to find Grease Monkey I never made it on time. Budapest kept interrupting me." The Budapest Garden He stood me up again in Budapest. I won't get into the details because they don't really matter and also because he reads these occasionally and I'd like to keep him humble. What matters is I was alone in Budapest with a free afternoon I hadn't planned for. The normal thing to do would have been to go back to the apartment and sulk or go on a rant in a fi

"If I hadn't put my heart out there despite every reasonable objection, I would never have found that garden." The Budapest Garden He stood me up again in Budapest. I won't get into the details because they don't really matter and also because he reads these occasionally and I'd like to keep him humble. What matters is I was alone in Budapest with a free afternoon I hadn't planned for. The normal thing to do would have been to go back to the apartment and sulk or go on a rant

I'm sitting in Rome after a very long social media break. It may surprise you though that I am not here for art but for football. My dear...

The last few months have been crazy as far as travelling and teaching goes. Lucky for me it's daylights saving and my body is telling me...

Budapest Nights This weeks blog will be the transcript of my new youtube video of my watercolor painting Budapest Nights. I'll link the video at the bottom if you prefer to watch it instead. I have a stack of drawings and ideas that lay within my sketchbooks and pads of papers. Each lovingly drawn or laid out. Waiting for when I find the medium to bring them to life. This drawing hid quietly for two years waiting for the light to once again skim across its page. I had started

As I fly away from Florence I always get the same feeling. The longing of wanting to be at school full time, the comradery of working with

It's early morning and I am trying to get back into the swing of my normal routine. The last few months have been bouts of illness and...

As with most things they never go exactly to plan. As I scrambled to get ready for this Paris exposition things started to unravel.

I meant to get this out the other day but then you know how vacation goes. Galleries, eating, dancing and singing.

Day 3 of art school in Florence started and ended with a bang. Coffee and cannoli for breakfast and italian karaoke until way too late

Honestly I have not been this excited to be doing something in a long time. I have so much energy that I haven't really noticed the long day

I'm exhausted lol but happy. My first day at art school in Florence was stressful for me. Not because of anything in particular.....

I think the hardest part about being a self taught artist is knowing what you don't know you don't know. (yes I know a double negative 😬😂)

Back home to the cold north and is jetlag ever hitting me today. I don't know why, it's so random. Sometimes I'm fine others it just hits...

Why on earth did I book a morning flight? My stomach is in knots, I'm not a good flyer. If I could cancel it I probably would. That's why...

I'm trying something different because I find it hard to keep up with writing a blog and to be consistent. So I figured why not do my...

I imagine like most people I get caught in the rabbit hole of YouTube way to easy. I usually limit myself to music. If I'm working I'll...

How did I end up in Mexico city and what did I learn while I was there? When I started out planning this vacation it was intended to be a...

The journey's just began... Over the last few years I've been testing out different mediums I could travel with easier than my paints....

Over the last year this is a question that I have repeated to myself on more than one occasion. What am I doing?