Iyabo of Wamba Serigraph which is the absence of

which is the absence of life

and the first science fiction magazine in America

I have to believe that artistic perfection is always a mystery—a mystery that occasionally appears as a soaring manifestation

I get some really interesting effects that come from painting

[I] admire artists who have the facility and restraint to deal with observable forms by implication: suggesting

Iyabo of Wamba Serigraph which is the absence ofFrom the Artist To see is to know. But how can we know the unseenthe histories, the stories, or the names of a people that were undocumented or erased? I asked myself that question late one evening as I looked at the sun setting behind the hills on the Bay of Portobelo on the Caribbean coast of Panama. The view from my studio faces the ruins of a dock that was, at one time, the first encounter with Tierra Firme for many weary, shackled, and enslaved