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, ...
We met Cleopatra (Cleo) on a visit to the vet for the other cat that owns us, Nefertiti (Neffi.) Nef...
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
There are many mystical places on Earth I’d like to visit, and one of them is the Tianzi Mount...