Kiting Day
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...

Point Loma is not really a landscape painting, at least, that's not how I intended it.
It's about a girl discovering a new adventure, squinting into the setting sun, peering into the distance on tippy-toes and wondering where it should take her. The path to the left beckons, and you can see where it leads, the footfalls of former travelers showing you the way . . . . let's go.
Sure it's a long walk back. But you will never know if you don't choose.
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
I’ll be the first to admit, I often paint from photographs. Not all of us can hire models or t...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
I still have to work a job these days to keep a roof over my head, lights on, obtain food for the ba...