On lifetime journey, finding inspiration and interpreting the world visually.
A little word in kindness spoken, a motion or tear, has often healed that hearth that is broken.
Things always seem fairer when we look back, it is the moments of the past that draw and beckon to the inaccessible that we had experienced.
There are landscapes in British Columbia that stand out on their own, this image is of Painted Hills near Hat Creek. I always wondered what this landform was known as and what mystical beliefs were associated with it by the First nations people, before the white settlers came.
A small lake that you could find in southern interior of British Columbia, Canada.
From little bit of planning, stray thoughts arise to be compiled in these new still life image compositions.
Reflecting on my last year’s travel thru Newfoundland, Canada with this still life image.
In the infinite, tender morning sky of Lake Ontario.
Time, the universal vanquisher, sets new paths, for the thoughts that baffle me, as I try to break off from their entangelment and let them sleep.
A sunny warm spring day today in the Cariboo, a good day to sit outside and observe few bald eagles that were hanging around.
Somehow they outlasted the Dust Bowl, the Depression, and the tornadoes that terrorize the Great Plains of North America. An abstract image of one prairies’s grain elevator that still defies these elements to date.