Guns In America
After my father passed away in 2007, I came across three vintage handguns I never knew he owned. Torn between the fact they belonged to my father and my own feelings regarding U.S. policy on gun control, I decided to
A Plate of Pandemic
Creativity in Times of Crisis
After my father passed away in 2007, I came across three vintage handguns I never knew he owned. Torn between the fact they belonged to my father and my own feelings regarding U.S. policy on gun control, I decided to
Some years ago, Theresa DeSalvio endured life with a close family member gripped by a heroin addiction. Painting the allegorical Tales from 2014-2017 grounded her amid the chaos caused by the addiction. “That work saved my life,” she says.
William Greenwood (1721-87), Dublin, New Hampshire. All photos by the author When the pandemic arrived, my wife Carolyn and I had had practice for staying at home and avoiding other people. Following her chemotherapy and a bone-marrow transplant
The daughter of a Holocaust survivor, Carol Radsprecher says, “a lot of my work is about suffering.” Trained as a painter, influenced by such diverse artists as Jenny Saville, William Kentridge, the German Expressionists, and Matisse, she painted mainly in
Before the pandemic, I was the house photographer for a local music venue. I enjoyed creating images that helped generate a following for the musicians performing there, and increased audience size. The photography led to working closely with a band,
dedication: To my wonderful girls, Sundance and Buttercup, who both died in 2022 and whom we miss enormously… and to all our spectacularly unique and fantastic furry loved ones. Normally I took my dogs to my sister’s house on
Carl Mazzotta, 1927-2022 “When this photo was taken, my father-in-law, Carl, was in an independent living facility. He and everyone else there weren’t allowed to leave their apartments during the lockdown—they were basically in solitary confinement. (And
How Covid-19 Taught Me to Bake Cake I do not bake. I can’t say I come from a long, respectable line of non-bakers: my grandmother was, actually, a legendary cake maker, but my mom was a terrible