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

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.
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...
The Plumerias were glorious these year, one of them with bright pink flowers and warm yellow hearts,...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...