Someone Else’s Problem
On a recent travel we were at an AmTrak station with many quaint decorations and brickwork. Almost u...

A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did.
There are times when light and nature and the very air weaving through it take one's breath away. A waif of a girl, wending her way carefully through a meadow, searching . . . for what? It can only be magic, and the creator of all magic in woody houses are fairies.
Another friend told me "it looks magical." That is exactly what I felt when I saw and painted it, magic.
On a recent travel we were at an AmTrak station with many quaint decorations and brickwork. Almost u...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...
Subtitle: On an Otherwise Flawless San Diego Evening Tragic Turn of Events is part of a series that ...
I have never really been drawn to creating landscape paintings. I do them now and then but it always...