Warming at the Window
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...

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.
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...
This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I’d r...
The funny thing about this painting is this was the visualization I had of the first house I owned, ...
This is an untitled piece I never liked that much, but several people have told me what they like ab...