Pull the Blanket Over
The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they’re seldom rideable. But so...

I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes it's way to bed. Here is one of those sweet afternoons, cast in layers of blue and pink, the exclamation points of palm trees punctuating the view. We'll be here tomorrow, too!
The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they’re seldom rideable. But so...
A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did. The...
John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...