Finding your muse
I have a painting that hangs above my desk of a woman – no one I know – but a woman who posed for a friend and artist (Randall Sexton) – and for some reason the first time I saw this painting, I knew I had found my muse. She’s a robust woman, with a nondescript island foreignness about her looks and the colors – turquoise, navy, green and plum – are colors that put…