" ...  bright, flickering patterns of his applique-on-found-glass output somehow convey to me a feeling of camp guignol: vibrantly psychedelic yet rigidly hallucinogenic -- kind of like what I imagine pill-popping housewives from '50s movies might see when the high kicks in and the children are screaming from the solarium. On Easter. If those housewives were trapped in gay men's bodies. Strangely, the works are also almost soothing to get lost in -- they register any changes in light impeccably; I especially like them on golden-sunny late afternoons -- and they're pretty like a little girl's hat. His latest batch of works, which Mosley calls "portraits," is receiving a month long showing ..."
      review of Portraits, solo show at Magnet
   San Francisco CA