Glamis Dunes
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...

Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house. Always the hunters, watching the world with their instinctual focused stare, but if they chance to dodge through an open door, they always dart back inside, never wandering far from the food dish.
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...
"Show Me the Way" is a painting I’ve had in my head for a very long time. Surfing is...
This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I’d r...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...