Guardians
Humans have always tried to make sense of the random firing of synapses that occurs when we sleep an...
First Bike
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching them teeter left and right on the training wheels until the day comes they declare they are a Big Kid now and demand you get out the wrenches and remove them.
I like First Bike because it was one of my first experiments with salt as a texturing device in wet watercolor, and the way it captures this shady spot on a hot summer afternoon.
Similar Paintings
Head Scratch
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...
Plumies in the Shade
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...
Untitled (By the River)
This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like ab...