Sunrise Palms
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...

There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy of the breath of Luna as it crests and rolls and crashes at the shore, the ripples that speak as the breeze dances across the surface, the feathery kisses of the water as it laps against my legs, it is all so soothing and relaxing, the endless sky of summer wrapping the world in blue.
It feels like home.
I don't really know why I call this one Precious, it's just the word that comes to me when I look at it.
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...
The funny thing about this painting is this was the visualization I had of the first house I owned, ...
Humans have always tried to make sense of the random firing of synapses that occurs when we sleep an...
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...