Reality... REALITY?! Niagra Falls... Slowly I turned... Step by step... Foot by foot...

Or was it step by step, inch by inch? In response to my equivocal "Ya never know.", Eric growled: "Sometimes ya know." I'm inclined to agree with him. "However." As Professor Irwin Corey said on numerous occasions. So we must use the final frontier of fantasy to designate the boundary line between "what you don't know and what know you don't know and what you don't know you don't know." Cheney said that. Or something like it. That's why we have artists, and boy do we.



Is it Jackson Pollack before 11 AM?

No, about six or seven folks at Milton Dayhab Center worked on this canvas as a group project - and I think it takes best of show.

It gives me an entirely refreshing new grasp of the American Abstract Expressionist movement.



"Death Becomes Her" is Eric Yavne's way of saying "I love Salvador Dali and M.C. Escher at the same time. The lilly pad pond goes gurglin' down DiChirico passageways. One mysteriously unbroken window seems to have survived all the wreckage.

We all leave in a yellow submarine. But how did we get here in the first place?

Robert Ricard teaches us about brain snorkeling in his untitled masterpiece titled "Untitled." When will they get the message and start titling the pictures, already?


Jose Acosta juggles cartoony bodies with silly spirits and iconic images in "3 Cuban Angels."

It takes welded steel frames to contain all the energy in this painting.


Dana Fraser plays Emily like a fiddle. I gotta get some of that wallpaper, man!


Tom Fraser , not to be outdone, lets his LP dangle out of it's sleeve in "For the reality show."

What a satisfied looking American couple!


Viva Fraser nails it on her first try.


"Thinking of Something"


is a totally cool painting.




Holly McCabe somehow captures the sadness even more than a photograph. "Cry Wolf" looks like it was painted with tears.




Deborah Joyce brings out the carniverous side of birdwatching in "Crow's Message"




Lucia Phillips has painted a perfectly realistic "Cow Barn Relic."

And I give her credit for that.



Elizabethanne Spiota has done the right thing and named this painting "My porridge Boy."


I can't tell you how good it makes me feel when it is called what it looks like.









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