This is me right before I make a big mistake. I want to get to know this river, this body of water life that flows through everything...

Everything is finding its way..... Walking through the evening forest with PJ and our doggy Gus, the air is full of cool moisture from...

Four moons in the meadow, watercolor on paper A Corona of May, a poem written of changes upon the days of Spring 2020 Light -shine skirts...

Shelter part 1. Above: Seeing into the life of things, an icon of Earth, for Dorothy, Painted on solid walnut 2020 1/3 see 2/3 and 3/3...

Sense of Place Written whilst Artist in Residence at SOLA ( school of living arts) in Candler North Carolina. January 2020 This morning I...