Pondering Atlantis
One of the things I love about surfing is just being on the water, letting mother ocean take me up a...
A breaking wave holds almost more beauty beneath than from above. The chaos and power that brings a wave to shore, hundreds of tons of water throwing itself at the beach, the opposing forces that dive beneath it that cause it to fold, are absent from the sand below, you only feel a gentle push and pull, you get to watch the action of the vortex of tons of water battle above you in an eddy of calm.
One of the things I love about surfing is just being on the water, letting mother ocean take me up a...
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
Mother Tree was a one evening project that almost painted itself, and knew immediately when it was d...