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
