Precious
There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy o...

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.
There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy o...
I wanted to break away from greens one day and just wanted to paint a strong high chroma complimenta...
In our house a regular occurrence, almost a tradition if you like, are early morning waffles with ou...
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...