At the Mirror II
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...

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.
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
In our house a regular occurrence, almost a tradition if you like, are early morning waffles with ou...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...