Untitled (By the River)
This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like ab...

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.
This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like ab...
Saidi literally translates as "from Ṣa‘īd" meaning from the highland, upland, or plat...
There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy o...
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...