It all begins with an idea.
Sometimes it is a question. What will happen if I do this? Sometimes it is an experience of a place or event.
Sometimes it is an emotion. An overwhelming urge to express with paint what words cannot do alone.
However each piece begins, they all begin with a single thought. One sliver of an idea that morphs and changes into a whole.
One brush stroke at a time.
Until finally the whole emerges into reality.

8th Ave North

52nd Street

A Path

A Puff of Air

City Nights

Cracked

Feeling Groovy

Firestorm

Hope

ironside

Jazzy

Let's Go Skiing

Mountain Side

Ocean Fish

Ocean Swim

Pinkie

Rainy Day Window

Regrets

River Walk

Spring Formal 1

Spring Flowers 2

Spring Formal

Squiggly

Summer Walk

Sunrise

Sunset

Tempest in a Teacup

The Day is Coming

Two Fish

Two Hearts

Underwater

Wildernesss