Fire and Ice
I’ll be the first to admit, I often paint from photographs. Not all of us can hire models or t...

The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they're seldom rideable.
But sometimes you get to see a little bit of that fabled tube, the shack, the blanket of water enveloping you and your board just before it closes over you and rolls you into the sand. Pull the Blanket Over was from one of those days when mother ocean wrapped me in her arms . . . just before slapping me against the sand. :-)
I’ll be the first to admit, I often paint from photographs. Not all of us can hire models or t...
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...
On a recent travel we were at an AmTrak station with many quaint decorations and brickwork. Almost u...