Clouded Leopard
My animal spirit is the Clouded Leopard. The Clouded Leopard is rarely seen, it hides in the trees a...

Point Loma is not really a landscape painting, at least, that's not how I intended it.
It's about a girl discovering a new adventure, squinting into the setting sun, peering into the distance on tippy-toes and wondering where it should take her. The path to the left beckons, and you can see where it leads, the footfalls of former travelers showing you the way . . . . let's go.
Sure it's a long walk back. But you will never know if you don't choose.
My animal spirit is the Clouded Leopard. The Clouded Leopard is rarely seen, it hides in the trees a...
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Perched at the most southern end of San Diego, with the view of the Silver Strand and Tijuana to the...
Humans have always tried to make sense of the random firing of synapses that occurs when we sleep an...