How to Start an Awesome Day
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, patient preparations so they are ready to take on the day.
Unless you really have to get in there. Then it's quite painful, the choice between the wrath of a woman or bladder damage.
What fascinated me about this composition was the contrast between the neutrals of a morning lit bathroom and the fiery mane of red hair, offset by the delicate tendrils of the lace top and the way it all worked together. A bit of meditation of my own.
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
Mother Tree was a one evening project that almost painted itself, and knew immediately when it was d...