Dreamanor Lake
I was trained in architectural drafting, auto mechanics, and offset printing, skills that provide an...

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.
I was trained in architectural drafting, auto mechanics, and offset printing, skills that provide an...
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...
We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...