Gallery Nineteen: 2016

This year I suffer from an arthritic neck and an unsteady hand, whether due to (A) Parkinson's, (B) Essential Tremor, or (C) some other neuro-degenerative syndrome is yet to be determined. My cataracts will need surgery soon. But so far, I can still paint. The Death Valley Art Show has also fallen on hard times: this year it shrunk to half-a-dozen artists, and was held on a forbidding patch of windy, sunblasted gravel outside the main gate of Furnace Creek Ranch next to the Highway. But between there and Goffs, I still painted and sold paintings.