
Over It–Quarantine Relief
Listen, I get it. You’ve had all the binge watching you can handle. You miss having real-time conversations. It’s been nice, but you are over
Listen, I get it. You’ve had all the binge watching you can handle. You miss having real-time conversations. It’s been nice, but you are over
I had to try another one to see if I could get the vision in my head. As often happens, I couldn’t. But the painting
Sometimes people who don’t paint get the idea that an artist just has an idea, then is able to go right to work and make
Packsaddle Mountain is a local landmark in my area. The elementary school and multiple local businesses have acquired the same name. It can be seen
Bluebonnets and Longhorns. What could be more Texian? (Yes, Texian is a word.) These intimidating but adorable longhorn ladies are pets to friends of mine
When I showed this painting of her garden shed to my mom, she remarked, “that’s how I always WANTED it to look.” Which is a
As I’ve mentioned before, I often search for poetry specific to my subject as an aid to coming up with a title. This often results
Grounded in comforting sunshine, weighed down with the heavy metal poisoning of a toxic world. Yet here the wind of the Spirit whispers, breathing through
There’s no moment quite like coming upon fall color mirrored in still water under a brilliant sky in chilly air while all is silent. I
I’ve been doing all kinds of artsy things, but not really posting for various reasons: mostly because what I have painted hasn’t been that great,