Vortex
A breaking wave holds almost more beauty beneath than from above. The chaos and power that brings a ...

A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did.
There are times when light and nature and the very air weaving through it take one's breath away. A waif of a girl, wending her way carefully through a meadow, searching . . . for what? It can only be magic, and the creator of all magic in woody houses are fairies.
Another friend told me "it looks magical." That is exactly what I felt when I saw and painted it, magic.
A breaking wave holds almost more beauty beneath than from above. The chaos and power that brings a ...
John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...
Say what you want about California, about the overabundance of liberals, about a corrupt and bankrup...