A Moment to Myself
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...

Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house. Always the hunters, watching the world with their instinctual focused stare, but if they chance to dodge through an open door, they always dart back inside, never wandering far from the food dish.
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
Perched at the most southern end of San Diego, with the view of the Silver Strand and Tijuana to the...
I have never really been drawn to creating landscape paintings. I do them now and then but it always...