Sun Basking
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...

A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did.
There are times when light and nature and the very air weaving through it take one's breath away. A waif of a girl, wending her way carefully through a meadow, searching . . . for what? It can only be magic, and the creator of all magic in woody houses are fairies.
Another friend told me "it looks magical." That is exactly what I felt when I saw and painted it, magic.
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
Humans have always tried to make sense of the random firing of synapses that occurs when we sleep an...
This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like ab...
A friend was touring Southeast Asia this summer and posted the most amazing pictures of his travels....