Sometimes I gotta laugh, other times I wanna cry. I bounced back and forth between these two sentiments all week. Let me start with the emotional work of the week which was watching Baltimore riot after the funeral of Freddie Gray last week. The disturbing particulars of his death have been thoroughly explored I think in…

When I was 25 I was a little entitled snot. I thought, rolling straight out of high school to college and then to grad school, that being an artist would be just as easy for me. Oh sure I understood that there might be a learning curve, just as there was one in college and grad school, but I…