My first live-in partner was a painter. I was his model. When we first got together, he used egg tempera, then oils. His vision for his development as an artist was to reach back in time, using previous artistic mediums and methods to discover their limitations for himself.
Category Archives: Non Fiction
Bruce Meyer
I talk to my characters and I walk through their worlds in my mind. I look in closets and drawers. My characters probably consider me an annoying snoop but I’m telling their story and they’d be lost to the silence if I didn’t. Writing permits me more control over the world than, say, reality.
The Artisanal Writer 