Requiem for a King
On July, 1, 2015, an American dentist from Minnesota, Walter James Palmer, and local hunting guides ...

This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like about it - the subtle way the golds and greens are reflected across the river, the fine lines in the rocks reminiscent of Pitre, the talk of spring and mist and fog and newness.
Why it has escaped the purging bonfires, and why I keep it, is if you haven't noticed, many of my paintings are completed on New Years Day, year after year. This, I think, is the earliest of those, painted on New Years Day 1993. I'm not sure why I'm always painting on New Years Day but happy that I am.
On July, 1, 2015, an American dentist from Minnesota, Walter James Palmer, and local hunting guides ...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
A breaking wave holds almost more beauty beneath than from above. The chaos and power that brings a ...