The first sign I had of multiple sclerosis was a numbness in the middle toe of my left foot. I had been working for many hours in my studio on a hot day in August 2012—in flip-flops, climbing up and down a ladder, priming a large canvas, which it turns Read more »
Grateful recipient of the Pollock-Krasner grant this spring. Let’s say, terribly grateful, since at about the same time that I received notice of the award, my teeth were falling out—a whole gang of them, a veritable insurrection—so I painted on them since I had nothing else to paint on. It was a bleak period. Read more »
