My San Diego
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel like it, and generally at the precise moment when you don't.
Others just nose up and dig in for that head scratch, stimulating their scent glands and just digging life because it is.
Nefertiti is one of those cats that remembers cats were once worshiped as gods, willing to remind you of that at every opportunity. One of the things I remember about this painting is wondering just how many strokes are on the paper.
Might as well wonder how many grains of sand are in a sand dune.
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
The funny thing about this painting is this was the visualization I had of the first house I owned, ...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...