Pitre and Dean
John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...

Do you believe in fairies?
Neither do I. But if I did, their earthly forms would be hummingbirds.
We have a hummingbird feeder on our back patio, under which I learned that cheeping sound is not an insect, it's the chirp of a hummingbird. Where I found that my hair must look like a flower or something, because they are always trying to land in it whether I'm wrenching on the weedeater, firing up the barbecue, or patching the dings in my surfboard.
Where I learned that the greatest pleasures in life come from the appreciation of the smallest things.
John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...