The Hall of Fire

I am aware. And I thank you all.

Best to all.

It seems not. But of course you may come play at my home at any time.

As they say, you can't go home again.

Don't tell me what to do.

Officially not having fun.

Poster for Salome

I do it mostly to amuse myself. I have made myself available for forty years, but I've done little for money apart from saccharine Sunday school art and vulgar advertising designs. These have won dozens of awards, all of which I've literally thrown away because I take no pride in them. My brilliant ...

Poster for Medea

This is as far from pre-Raphaelite as you can get.

I have nudes with every attitude you can imagine, including homicidal ones.

But you’ll have to go to my gallery for those.

Woman On Red

I forgot this one. Still a bit strong-willed for a pre-Raphaelite lady, but very much in the mode of the Paris Academy painters.

The point is, she’s not the fragile flower type. Pre-Raphaelite women usually look as though they’re in the last stages of sickness or despair. This one ain’t.

True. She’s a feminist damsel. Her eyes are saying, what am I doing in this crazy outfit? Where are my jeans?

Most of my pictures involve stylistic or philosophical clashes, on some level.

A cute red-headed Colombian. I painted her forty times, which verges on madness. But she had such an angelic face! She called herself Hispanic, but she looked like a Medieval English damsel.

Le Lis Colombien

Re-posting this one. It's my first (and probably last) experiment in pre-Raphaelite art. And of course it hangs in the Peacock Room.