Hobgood’s Ride
There are many terms surfers use when they back into a breaking wave with the tube covering them, th...

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 are many terms surfers use when they back into a breaking wave with the tube covering them, th...
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
My animal spirit is the Clouded Leopard. The Clouded Leopard is rarely seen, it hides in the trees a...
Modern photography has enabled us to see the mother ocean and the children of the tides who play in ...