I discovered a painting I did over four years ago. I had forgotten I ever did it, but I was so intrigued I thought I should post it.

I was riding along the road at St. George Island, Florida. My mind was somewhere else. Suddenly, the view to my right caught my attention–a row of beach houses that were identical–except they were all different colors! I had to remember that scene and here it is.

We have a dogwood tree in our yard and is has absolutely beautiful blossoms. I decided to do a painting of them–I wanted to just let it flow–I squinted my eyes and allowed my brush to just do it’s own thing. Here’s what happened.

I love doing portraits. This is my very favorite president of the United States of America, Abraham Lincoln.

I love doing portraits. This is President George W. Bush, the 43rd President of the United States. Rather than just trying to do his picture, I’ve tried to portray an emotion. I hope I’ve represented him well.

Sometimes when going to bed, the problem you’ve been struggling with escapes you. Then when you awaken, the answer suddenly flashes into your mind.

I’m in ecstacy whenever I’m at the beach. It’s so exciting to see the shore birds–they wait until a wave recedes back to the water, then they hurriedly run to the exposed sand, stick their beaks into the ground to get something to eat, and run like crazy to escape the waves as they return.

An impression from my mind of a group of hikers at an overlook.