At the Mirror II
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...

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.
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
I wanted to break away from greens one day and just wanted to paint a strong high chroma complimenta...
I’ll be the first to admit, I often paint from photographs. Not all of us can hire models or t...
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...