FREE!* [caption id="attachment_882" align="alignleft" width="299"] Juggling[/caption] by Barbara Bose Circa 1983: Posed as an attractive American swinging single, I sat down on one of the bouncy couches in the lobby of the timeshare condo, whereupon a “Deluxe Portable Bentley 5” 82 Channel T.V. was to be mine just for visiting and touring the...
On display at Corrick's -- 630 4th Street Santa Rosa, Calfornia February 6 - March 6 [caption id="attachment_1532" align="alignleft" width="235"] A few years ago, a friend snapped a blurry photo of a woman who happened to be looking at him while his taxi zoomed past a busy marketplace in Morocco. I loved this...
Every painting has a creation story behind it - here's how this painting slowly unfolded for me...
Much of what transpires in Tree of Lives is an accounting of actual events in my life, though many identities are changed in order to prevent embarrassment. Recently I had the opportunity to revisit a slice of my past at the memorial service for the man the character Rick in...
by Barbara Bose [caption id="attachment_3806" align="alignleft" width="290"] Thorny Issue[/caption] This painting is about a dream I had recently. I keep a dream diary under my pillow. I don't usually remember all of the content of my nightly Netflix, but I usually manage to scribble down what I remember. Even if it's just a...
[caption id="attachment_3219" align="alignleft" width="253"] George, Modeling[/caption] My First Artist Friend In 1970, when I was a high school sophomore in Stamford, Connecticut, a senior named George spotted me during a fire drill. He had the wildest hair in the school and was an artist. He appeared out of a sea of students...
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1988: On the night before my new job was to start I decided to clean up my art studio and clear out some old vibrations. It was a nice, clear night in Miami Beach and I was upstairs. During a quiet moment uninterrupted by my two young daughters, I realized...
This is an only slightly retouched photo (believe it or not) . I added the face with my phone stylus, had it printed to canvas, then colorized with oil tints over the image to enhance the contrast. It makes me think about how everything in nature depends on other things...