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 ...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...
Do you believe in fairies? Neither do I. But if I did, their earthly forms would be hummingbirds. We...