A year ago, I started painting this tulip. One leaf in, a couple of petals, and I began to feel frustrated. Nothing was going right. It looked, tragic. I could not bare with the failure of my art. So, I picked it up, and tossed it into the corner of my room. literally. I stewed … More Tragic Tulip
Took a trip to Coupville, WA. Small bayside town tucked away under a cloudy sky. Well, it was cloudy that day. The temperature mild and sleepy, which if you think about it, it would probably describe any coastal town. They got their own swing, their own ebb and flow, like the waters that border them. … More Fly The Coop
She saw magic everywhere, especially in slant cuts of light where dust particles drifted and glowed. Her delicate fingers, as small as bones, reached into that dusty Milky Way to touch a galaxy, a solar system, tiny friends. A passerby saw only late sunlight. For her, reality began to melt like butter left on a … More DUST
INTO THIS DEEP 