Pink Afternoon
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...

The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they're seldom rideable.
But sometimes you get to see a little bit of that fabled tube, the shack, the blanket of water enveloping you and your board just before it closes over you and rolls you into the sand. Pull the Blanket Over was from one of those days when mother ocean wrapped me in her arms . . . just before slapping me against the sand. :-)
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
I still have to work a job these days to keep a roof over my head, lights on, obtain food for the ba...
Orchid didn’t turn out exactly as I visualized it, but was an extremely meditative piece, like...