Last August I moved into a new studio inside one of the old mills here in North Adams, Massachusetts.  It’s about a mile from my house, so I can walk or ride my bike to get there. 

It’s nothing fancy, but I loved it as soon as I laid eyes on it.  It’s roomy enough for me to work on my various interests at the same time:  straight-ahead oil on canvas paintings; monoprints; and my collaged canvas paintings, which require considerable floor space for the large piles of painted canvas strips that I pull from. 

I get to the studio whenever I can and am as happy working first thing in the morning as I am late into the night.  While working I listen to music, stories, podcasts, and if it’s warm enough to open the windows, the sound of the Hoosic River as it flows past the hulking brick building that houses my studio.