Morning at the Mirror
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...

Mother Tree was a one evening project that almost painted itself, and knew immediately when it was done with me.
My daughter convinced me I needed to read the Ender's Game series. I'm a big fan of sci fi literature and wasn't all that impressed, but what I did like about the series is the symbiotic relationship between the environment and the humans crawling over and through it. Hence the inspiration for Mother Tree.
How can one stand beneath the fiery boughs of an entity that has lived several of our lifetimes and not feel humbled, honored, and connected?
Original sold 07-06-2018.
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...
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John Pitre was one of my earliest art influences. Before the internet, we already knew of the depers...