My San Diego
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...

Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, patient preparations so they are ready to take on the day.
Unless you really have to get in there. Then it's quite painful, the choice between the wrath of a woman or bladder damage.
What fascinated me about this composition was the contrast between the neutrals of a morning lit bathroom and the fiery mane of red hair, offset by the delicate tendrils of the lace top and the way it all worked together. A bit of meditation of my own.
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
Plumerias are all over California. They grow out of the ground or in large pots so you can keep them...
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...
I’ll be the first to admit, I often paint from photographs. Not all of us can hire models or t...