Morning at the Mirror
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
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.
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
Not a lot to say about this little resident of Madagascar other than how cool they look, which is wh...
I am far too technical most times, everything must be planned and there has to be an end goal. Reten...
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...