Pull the Blanket Over
The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they’re seldom rideable. But so...
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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Head Scratch
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...
La Mesa Sunset
Say what you want, California regularly has the most beautiful sunsets in the lower 48. I think it...
It Begins With Us
It Begins With Us is part of a series that began with one of my wife’s daily walks in which sh...