My San Diego
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...

Orchid didn't turn out exactly as I visualized it, but was an extremely meditative piece, like counting the grains of sand in a jar. Once I got over the tediousness, the steady, careful shapes of the variegation in the petals seemed to come alive on their own.
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did. The...
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...