Hobgood’s Ride
There are many terms surfers use when they back into a breaking wave with the tube covering them, th...

This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like about it - the subtle way the golds and greens are reflected across the river, the fine lines in the rocks reminiscent of Pitre, the talk of spring and mist and fog and newness.
Why it has escaped the purging bonfires, and why I keep it, is if you haven't noticed, many of my paintings are completed on New Years Day, year after year. This, I think, is the earliest of those, painted on New Years Day 1993. I'm not sure why I'm always painting on New Years Day but happy that I am.
There are many terms surfers use when they back into a breaking wave with the tube covering them, th...
I am an early riser. Like 4:30 A.M. It gives me time to sip my coffee, lounge around a little before...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I’d r...