Through the Surfing Glass
Modern photography has enabled us to see the mother ocean and the children of the tides who play in ...

Point Loma is not really a landscape painting, at least, that's not how I intended it.
It's about a girl discovering a new adventure, squinting into the setting sun, peering into the distance on tippy-toes and wondering where it should take her. The path to the left beckons, and you can see where it leads, the footfalls of former travelers showing you the way . . . . let's go.
Sure it's a long walk back. But you will never know if you don't choose.
Modern photography has enabled us to see the mother ocean and the children of the tides who play in ...
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...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...