Watercolor Cotton paper 9×12
Walking the fish market w/Louise as they set up. A man originally from Sicily takes a clever to a large tuna. With the first Cleve, blood spurts onto the apron in the shape of one perfect red flower, it is as it has always been. It shows that like his ancestors he knows what he is doing and also a portent of good luck, well, for somebody.
“Will you buy me a flower?”
“I need some coffee.”
“Not there, my cousin owns that place.”
In one day and a three hour train ride it would be as if I were in a different country.
W.Wolfson


Portrayed honestly, even the every day can be beautiful. An artist who truly is what he/she does creates their own lexicon. Not all symbols & words of this secret alphabet are exotic. Most of them are comprised of what one encounters on a daily basis, from a coffee cup to the clothes hanging on hooks off the back of the door.