Inane Muff Fact #804: In what surely must have been a COMPLETELY SHOCKING and DISQUIETING SIGHT, I spoke in full sentences whilst still an infant (this fact having been verified by several pediatric medical specialists) and could easily read tawdry grown-up novels like, “Valley of the Dolls” aloud when most children are still learning their colors. Can you say MUTANT? My first spoken word was MOON — and my first and earliest memory is of bare black branches against a grey blustery sky, most likely as seen from the vantage point of flat on my back in my baby buggy during my very first Fall/Winter in Rochester, New York. To this day, that remains the time of year when I am finally roused from my LONG, SURLY, HEAT SLEEP and feel MOST FULLY ALIVE, VIBRANT, PRODUCTIVE, AND CREATIVE.
The rich, velvety, visual life that has both sustained and compelled me artistically and augmented my private interior world as a human being for nearly half a century…began with THIS: