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We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...

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.
We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...
Mother Tree was a one evening project that almost painted itself, and knew immediately when it was d...
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...