The Art of Amy D'Apice
“Chedi at Wat Pan Tao” size, mixed media,* 28″ x 42′ The pra chedi of Wat Pan Tao was under repair. Bamboo scaffolding echoed its elegant shape pointing up to the heavens. From around the corner, the chedi appeared … Continued
The evening proved lively: wine and appetizers on the patio, playing badminton in our cocktail dresses, dinner, and then drawing. In her studio/office/workout space, Nancy and I crouched on the floor, sketching ourselves in the mirror. My piece started out fine, but … Continued
Hello dear friends! I’ve been busy revamping the website and am ready to share it with the world. It is a work in progress and new images are being added daily. Stay tuned and keep in touch! Ta Da!! (you … Continued
Standing amidst the guests at the art gallery, I felt criminal. Everyone had received an invitation – a 4 x 6 inch color postcard featuring my painting, Black Dress. Ordinarily this is considered an honor, but there was a slight … Continued
In Thailand, the old and the new are layered like a patchwork quilt. Many days I passed this scene, at scooter speed, failing to notice the northern Thai dwelling hidden between more contemporary elements: hotel, water tower, fence. A magnificent … Continued
Time was running out and I had a mission. Positioning myself across from the long mirror covering the wardrobe, I examined the finite universe within its borders. The reflection showed a slice of doorway on the right, curtains over … Continued
Bowing at the Shan Temple I hadn’t planned on drawing today; there were too many other things on the agenda. But it called me, the city so inviting, my body longing for the physical. Lately I’d been spending far … Continued
The selected writer will be provided a spacious workroom, desk, chair, computer, and other writing tools. There is access to a full kitchen as well as sleeping place. In the surrounding neighborhood, there are numerous restaurants, as well as cheap … Continued
Note from Amy: The following is an excerpt from my memoir, “Honey.” Mother had given me the precious photograph, and I lost it. Many things disappear from the life of a gypsy. Mother remarked she had used up an entire page of her … Continued
