First Bike
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
One of the things I love about surfing is just being on the water, letting mother ocean take me up and down the shoreline, watching her inhabitants swim by, and finding that special place that speaks of peace and home and calm. There are no silly dramas or conflicts here, there is only water and life and the feeling of home.
Pondering Atlantis was a painting I came to one day in one of these peaceful moments, sitting cowboy on the board, looking down into the water and wondering how many eons the waves had washed over the sand beneath my feet. How many fish and mammals and plankton had lived and died since we crawled out of the sea . . .
. . . and began destroying as much as we could before the ocean rose to reclaim us.
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
I still have to work a job these days to keep a roof over my head, lights on, obtain food for the ba...
"Show Me the Way" is a painting I’ve had in my head for a very long time. Surfing is...
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...