Anything is Possible
In 1995, a car accident left Pascale Honore paraplegic. She would watch her son and his friends surf...

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.
In 1995, a car accident left Pascale Honore paraplegic. She would watch her son and his friends surf...
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...
This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like ab...