Glamis Dunes
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...

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.
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...
I still have to work a job these days to keep a roof over my head, lights on, obtain food for the ba...
Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house...
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...