Remembering the King
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...

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.
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
Plumerias are all over California. They grow out of the ground or in large pots so you can keep them...
This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like ab...