It was only later, when my life was better than I could have dreamt, that I could see that all of the random-seeming routes I’d taken,...

What brought me to my window was the sirens. Way too many sirens. What I saw was the sky filling with billowing smoke like the end of...

After having studied classical painting Paris and visiting the Louvre so many times I lost count, I decided to bookend my studies by...

Without a full education in classical realism, meaning 10-12 years of intensive study and practice under the tutelage of a master,...

When I rented this apartment, I was thrilled that there was a washer in the kitchen, which is where lots of French people have their...

Finally able to overcome the negative self-talk and enjoy the process of painting

During one of the many heatwaves this summer, my Parisian friend invited me to come visit her and her family at their country house...

A foul combination of heat and jetlag woke me up at 4:30am. It was still dark out, and as I opened my shutters the partiers across the...

This is embarrassing. I, the Careful. I, the Meticulous. I, the Aware, have just suffered the humiliation of the classic crime foisted on...

I can almost hear what you're thinking, because I've heard it from my friends, when I tell them I take cold showers in the morning....