Every so often—"almost once a week" on the Mayan calendar—some paintings come along that look like the paintings you've already seen. And somewhat less often, those paintings are done well enough, with real depth, interesting subjects, and hazily glazed-on color from the nicotine side of the color wheel, that you forgive them their trespasses against you. Partly because the night before Thanksgiving is supposed to be the best bar night of the year; but also because they're really nice to look at, even if they don't make you think the kinds of deep new thoughts you... More >>>