Cleo
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...

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.
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...
Orchid didn’t turn out exactly as I visualized it, but was an extremely meditative piece, like...
We met Cleopatra (Cleo) on a visit to the vet for the other cat that owns us, Nefertiti (Neffi.) Nef...