
I call that one ‘Spring’.

It’s a sunset.

And another sunset…

But they are a matched pair. You can hang them together for a really big painting, or hang them on their own. Or put the top one above the lower one, but leave a separation.

I call that one ‘Spring’.

It’s a sunset.

And another sunset…

But they are a matched pair. You can hang them together for a really big painting, or hang them on their own. Or put the top one above the lower one, but leave a separation.

I am proud of that shot. That is a nice wildlife study.

Those guys are not sharing a good laugh. They are about to battle it out.

I think maybe Zombie Yoda will be as popular as my Christmas ninja!

I call that one ‘Witch Fire”.

That was going to be the spirit of a peaceful wave, but I added a tiny city poised for annihilation. You know, to be more Halloweenie.

Bad Shark.

Shocking.

I threw in a closeup just for fun.

Uh… I don’t actually have a name for that one. Suggestions?

Yeah, Club 33 is real.

You are either very jealous right now, or have no idea what Club 33 is. There will be more info soon.

But I am still trying to tell about my recent adventure from the far end of California to the far side of Oregon.

I went up to see the kids, but I saw a lot of other stuff as well.

I saw otters again.

And elk!

I met a rather large, rather famous pair.

And I still have so many pictures.

Speaking of pictures, this acrylic painting is now finished. If art ever really is finished.

I added a little druid making spring begin with a magic lantern.



I drove up to see the kids. It was a heck of a road trip.

All kinds of weather, all kinds of animals. All kinds of adventure.




Oh, but need I remind you that I have filled up my blog-memory, and I now have to go back and delete old photos in order to put new ones in? Or else pay a huge monthly fee to get more memory.



So, I still don’t know what I am going to do in the long run.

I am calling this self-portrait done. I mean, I am done with it, I suppose. ‘Done’ would be a stupid name for a painting. They are never really done, are they?

And the rose one is coming along.

What a poser!

Lawyers of the sea.

Hi Myrtle.

A sea of trees?

I should have Photoshopped some bubbles in that one.

I’m too sexy for my rock… too sexy for my rock… too sexy…

Stop, you’re making me blush!

Look Ma, no hands!

It’s like flying, only wetter. Also, little cousins may have been present at this time.

First time he was quiet all day. HA!

Basking in glory.

That bird knows a good photo-op spot.

No human or animals were harmed in the making of this blog post.