Kiting Day
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
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.
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
I wanted to break away from greens one day and just wanted to paint a strong high chroma complimenta...
Orchid didn’t turn out exactly as I visualized it, but was an extremely meditative piece, like...
A moment at one of my favorite beach breaks, Ocean Beach, the Dog Beach end, in San Diego. There are...