My San Diego
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
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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Searching for Fairies
A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did. The...
Plumies in the Shade
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...
Kiting Day
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...