Adam Fitzgerald

A Living Artist – Adam Fitzgerald

A Memory of Fish Ever since I was a child, it has been my tendency to create around me a fictitious world, to create and surround myself with friends & acquaintances that never existed. My pockets were always filled with odds and ends, gathering everything I could find when I went out for a walk: […]


by Adam Fitzgerald The life we didn’t live. The time tepid as bronze, but honest. The stacked air, the frozen rail, the dripping of blue drops in summer. The honey-trees, the brick façade, the empty canyons of light between a street and the wheeled grocery cart of the sun where a cloud slips his footing. […]