Anemones
I find it amazing that there is another world – many worlds – most of us never get to se...

Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, patient preparations so they are ready to take on the day.
Unless you really have to get in there. Then it's quite painful, the choice between the wrath of a woman or bladder damage.
What fascinated me about this composition was the contrast between the neutrals of a morning lit bathroom and the fiery mane of red hair, offset by the delicate tendrils of the lace top and the way it all worked together. A bit of meditation of my own.
I find it amazing that there is another world – many worlds – most of us never get to se...
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...
Point Loma is not really a landscape painting, at least, that’s not how I intended it. It...
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...