My new friend

Richard Pousette Dart (1916-1992) was a painter, ceramicist, sculptor, photographer, journal maker, professor.  I didn't know him until I saw a show of his yesterday.  He wrote very cool things in his journal ... i.e. every stroke presents a possibility and a limitation ... order is something life creates.  I love his work.  It reminds me of my scribblings when I was bored and not paying attention in school. I wish I knew anything was worth exploring back then. Seeing his show made me want to write or make something.  I love that stark feeling, like an itch or laugh or push.