I've been working in the art Gallery at Kean. The current Exhibition is Called East TRansplanted West. 7 Chinese Artists in America.

Behind all of this I am filled with assignments and projects for school, and paintings and collages and realtor magazine comic books with homeless drawings glued and juxtaposed onto black and white houses of stone and brick, glass and fancy railings. Imagine that! I'm trying to travel to every train station on the two rails that I ride, from north to south of New Jersey. I just feel that expressing the emotion and reality and fantasy and allegory of New Jersey can be seen through the destination and departing stops of our lives, sip sip, puff puff, hello hello, snap snap, play play, hey hey, scream screaM !

I paint AL and DErick, major works I feel, LArge. More paint than usual. More COllage. More texture in the face of AL. More interior emotion and narrative in the body of Derick. Backgrounds merge with Foregrounds. Works look like palets, works are becoming like Sketchbooks, works are coming alive, I feel.

I spoke with my one painting instructor, who is Polish, and a great figurative painter, who shows in Chelsea, NEw York. She said a lot of my art work was derivative of modern art, like Chagall or Basquiat, because I wrote text in my art work or painted a face with a double eye or tilted head. I didn't know what to really feel. I understand it is important to be aware of your influences, to know who came before you and who did what. She did say the work was mine and that it was very personal.

When I paint I try to paint the series of sights and sensations that have somehow found there way to my eye and mind and soul, and I try to transfer these kinetic spasms and splotches of color and beams that carry word into a painting, or whatever you call my works, maybe just art. an art of something. I'm trying, I am really trying, to just paint for the sake of living and trying to extend the image like a limb or a bough or a bridge to the stranger man or the stranger woman, to weld experience and dream, thoughts and storms.

This is what has been happening ...