Every time I encounter a flat earth believer, it’s like coming across a highway accident. As I slowly inch by the sputtering road flares, I try not to look at the broken inferences, non-sequiturs, and bloody analogies strewn on the road. But look I must. In doing so I feel pity and sadness at the loss of another misled mind that swerved into oncoming science, saying to myself, “if only they had been secured by …
I’ve been buried in pet portrait commissions all of November with absolutely no time to blog. Tonight, I’m taking a moment to post a portrait from way back in May of this year, and I’ll have more to say about my busy November once I finalize my commissions. The thing I love most about painting pet portraits is when I can successfully convey the personality of the pet. It depends a lot on the photos …
A Halloween story
In early August we were hosted three visitors for two weeks. This is the story of how I survived.
Our yearly trip was, as usual, full of adventure, misadventure, and lessons learned.
This is a short story about The Sift, a timeless place somewhere between Heaven and Hell.
A series of six small (4 x 6 inch) graphite drawings entitled Rocks and Snow. Having fun with these, so there will be more to come.
This is Scout, one of my first commissions. Painted with just enough detail to activate your brain!
“Keep moving, Pal.” This portrait commission was a memorial for a beloved family pet, Seamus. Apparently, Seamus was quite the character and loved going for rides in the car and growling at people who passed by the vehicle – in a “keep moving – nothing to see here” kind of way. This hobby (or habit) was so amusing to the family that one of them commissioned me to memorialize it in a second portrait. The …
Ripley and Vasquez are The Kid’s two cats. I did a painting of them a couple years ago.
