Head Scratch
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...

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.
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...
It was an unusually cold San Diego New Years Day in 2017. Yes, I know we’re spoiled, but still...
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...
This freshly trimmed palm growing just over our fence greets me every morning, I thought I’d r...