Remembering the King
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
First Bike
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching them teeter left and right on the training wheels until the day comes they declare they are a Big Kid now and demand you get out the wrenches and remove them.
I like First Bike because it was one of my first experiments with salt as a texturing device in wet watercolor, and the way it captures this shady spot on a hot summer afternoon.
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La Mesa Sunset
Say what you want, California regularly has the most beautiful sunsets in the lower 48. I think it...
Birdwatching
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...
La Mesa Dawn
I am an early riser. Like 4:30 A.M. It gives me time to sip my coffee, lounge around a little before...