Glamis Dunes
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...

There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...
A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did. The...