Sunset Ocean Beach
Say what you want about California, about the overabundance of liberals, about a corrupt and bankrup...

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.
Say what you want about California, about the overabundance of liberals, about a corrupt and bankrup...
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...
I still have to work a job these days to keep a roof over my head, lights on, obtain food for the ba...
In 1995, a car accident left Pascale Honore paraplegic. She would watch her son and his friends surf...