The more things change, the more they stay the same.
We need space and margin in our lives to live burning with purpose.
This painting is steeped in metaphor about the eternality of life and the only-ness of the now.
This painting is metaphoric about the triumph of a good attitude, and beauty of a victorious overcoming.
Droplets in free fall spilling over the edge, released from the pack, plunging tear-shaped and suddenly isolated, not in control at all.
Everything is enrobed in ice like a wish not to go outdoors today.
Is the ocean in the drop or the drop in the ocean?
Intentionally constructing a good life takes a lot of the same sort of internal patter and similar blithe but exact consideration that goes...
Butterfly wings arch like cathedral windows basking in the sun, their yellow stained glass
The lush, dappled day engulfs me, effulgently as stray, stippled sunlight penetrates in spotty brushstrokes, and tender leaves clap their hands exhilarated by such...
I love the metaphor both of these pieces utilize. Indeed, take heart! "The impeded stream is the one that...
I’m in the end zone rooting for the winning team. I encourage and beckon those on the field
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