Remembering the King
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...

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.
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
I have painted of the inspiration of Pascale Honore and Duct Tape Surfing in Anything is Possible. I...
John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...
There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy o...