Someone Else’s Problem
On a recent travel we were at an AmTrak station with many quaint decorations and brickwork. Almost u...
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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Sun Basking
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
O.B. Closeout
A moment at one of my favorite beach breaks, Ocean Beach, the Dog Beach end, in San Diego. There are...
Pink Afternoon
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...