Cleo
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...

Orchid didn't turn out exactly as I visualized it, but was an extremely meditative piece, like counting the grains of sand in a jar. Once I got over the tediousness, the steady, careful shapes of the variegation in the petals seemed to come alive on their own.
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...
A breaking wave holds almost more beauty beneath than from above. The chaos and power that brings a ...
My animal spirit is the Clouded Leopard. The Clouded Leopard is rarely seen, it hides in the trees a...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...