First Bike
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...

This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I'd return the favor. I used a masking technique for this one, reminiscent of working with airbrush except it was not a cut mask, it was a brushed acrylic mask.

Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
Say what you want about California, about the overabundance of liberals, about a corrupt and bankrup...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...
I find it amazing that there is another world – many worlds – most of us never get to se...