Morning at the Mirror
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
Orchid didn't turn out exactly as I visualized it, but was an extremely meditative piece, like counting the grains of sand in a jar. Once I got over the tediousness, the steady, careful shapes of the variegation in the petals seemed to come alive on their own.
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I’d r...
I have painted of the inspiration of Pascale Honore and Duct Tape Surfing in Anything is Possible. I...
On a recent travel we were at an AmTrak station with many quaint decorations and brickwork. Almost u...