Hey Tomorrow


Sometimes pictures aren’t really about things so much as they are about what they make the viewer feel. I was playing around with layering when suddenly I smiled. This picture was on my monitor. It helped me feel lighter. I was talking with a friend of mine about what art in general did for theContinue reading “Hey Tomorrow”

Crayon Angels


Color. That always makes me smile especially as we cruise into the weekend. I need a little color. I’m guessing that you might too. Besides color, I need music. Not the usual stuff we listen to around here. I need a playlist that Spotify assembled. It’s called, “Echoes of the Canyon.” It’s about that time.Continue reading “Crayon Angels”

In My Wilderness


More yellow. I don’t know why. I guess during the winter months I like color. Yellow is warm. It’s inviting. In the world of big commercial presses it is used to give “lift” to a photograph. Most importantly, it makes me smile. I’d like to revisit yesterday’s discussion for just a few minutes. Okay tenContinue reading “In My Wilderness”

Sun King


Something for winter. Something yellow. Something bright. The change is coming. In one day. Many of us will be watching it online via the socials. Many of us will be happy. There are also those who have convinced themselves with no evidence that there is no way Biden could have won the election. The pillowContinue reading “Sun King”

Going Home


Remnants. Left overs of the summer just past. Leaves, grass, pine droppings. A lot of nature on a forest floor. Or, what passes for a forest in the city. Of course, this isn’t all one picture. More layering came into play. But, it speaks to the detritus that everything leaves behind. Nature’s leavings are fine.Continue reading “Going Home”

Daydreams


Color. Pure color. Colors of Autumn. Changing leaves. Faded greens. Falling leaves. Eventually, bare trees. That’s the season. Fall. That’s where we are today. This photograph might be a Sunday picture. But, I like it a lot and wanted you to see it. Today. I’ll get into it’s construction in the right hand column. It’sContinue reading “Daydreams”

Sleeping


Sleeping. After working to get ready for Hurricane Sally last night, I went to bed. I slept. I awoke at my usual time. That was nowhere near enough sleep. I did some morning work, walked Sophie and came home. I finished reading the news of that day. Sophie was sleeping on the bed. That lookedContinue reading “Sleeping”

Between The Wars


Chaos. The world around us. Between all of the issues created by the pandemic and a president determined to hold onto power no matter how many laws he breaks, I see us as being lost between the real, unreal and surreal worlds. So. I made this piece of art to illustrate what is in myContinue reading “Between The Wars”

The Dream


A special place. That’s what I’d hoped for when I returned from the desert, like a prophet, back to the swamp. Well, I’m no prophet. And, this isn’t that place. I don’t know about the rest of you, but during this period of down time I’ve had a lot of time to think. After all,Continue reading “The Dream”

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