Spirit of the Condor
dreamscapes spin ~ golden threads, flight ~ a forgotten time I sit alone, with a dozen other initiates, somewhere between sixteen-five and eighteen thousand feet above sea level.…
dreamscapes spin ~ golden threads, flight ~ a forgotten time I sit alone, with a dozen other initiates, somewhere between sixteen-five and eighteen thousand feet above sea level.…
From my kitchen window, I am at times held breathless in a moment of glorious beauty that invites me to photograph, paint, dream, and float away…
Today’s the Day! I’ve decided to participate in July 2018 World Watercolor Month – 31 watercolors in 31 days. I have found it extremely difficult to…
Another day in Saigon. Spending a bit of time with the watercolors…this woman of character found her way in front of my camera while walking,…
A quick study of the juxtaposition of unusual partners. Field journal, near HaNoi.