The little bird on the left is recalling his mother, bringing him food, and appearing here as a ghostly figure on the right. His migration flight has likely taken him far away, as he watched the world from high in the sky, while the world watches him. It's the same with us. We get busy living our li...

Here's a little secret of mine. Sometimes an idea presents itself, and that is fine, but most of the time the art just comes forward. Once a piece is finished it is time to make sense of it. If that cannot be done, it is not finished. Nothing is random, everything must balance out and make sense. Th...

For those on the outside looking in, everything can look so pretty and perfect, but one never knows what it is really like on the inside. More than likely there are sharp edges, dots to connect, and a haze of drama hanging over someone's head. But there just might be a little birdie, gazing out at t...

Consider the trappings in life and the things that can trap you. Hinges can be found on objects that be closed up: a door to a room or closet, a diary, a cabinet. What else can be shut tight? Rivets are fasteners; what are they holding down? And why are they where they are? Ribbons and lace can tie...

Imagine a texture that glows metallic, where touch leaves an impression that bounces back. Within it lies a structure that doesn't give, but stays firm and strong. But that's like all of us. We yield to touch, emotionally and physically, but inner strength stands firm, even when a piece of us is rip...

A maelstrom is described as restless, disordered, and tumultuous. These elements are caught up in a windstorm of sorts, blown around with other debris and organic matter. While this can be symbolic of many things: life, thoughts, changes, upheaval, or something going on just beneath the surface, som...

Deep in caves, sometimes underground, we have found relics of past civilizations that tell us about ancient cultures. In this subterranean stone, we see a more colorful, abstracted feathery display, surrounded by rocky textures. There is something deeply quiet and brooding here.

Images of the studio, as many artists may know. A set of watercolors, a tray of pastels, a paint brush, and an antique box perhaps with pieces of acetate or leads, all against a blended, smudgy painterly background. Atelier is a studio, but here it is not so much a place, but more a state of mind.

Treasures is a grunge composition using vintage ephemera and multiple textures. This piece utilizes vintage writings, jewelry, and lace, with underlying floral watercolor elements. Ultimately, my grunge compositions are meant to be aesthetically pleasing and are presented for the individual to ponde...

Tapestry is a grunge composition using images blended with multiple textures. This piece utilizes Native American elements in the way of decorated feathers and arrows, beads and a textured frame. Ultimately, my grunge compositions are meant to be aesthetically pleasing and are presented for the indi...

The Making of a Clown is a grunge composition that suggests a fine line between happiness and sadness. Jesters and clowns have been around a long time. Laughter is a way of forgetting the problems of every day life, but it is only a temporary distraction. Making people feel better didn't fix any pro...

Left Behind is a grunge composition about death. After a recent death in the family, I started thinking about all the things a person leaves behind after they pass away. Possessions and fragments of objects can tell a lot about the life the person has led, and all of the things that came and went; n...

Heart In Hand is a grunge composition that explores the delicate way in which we come to trust others. One can figuratively hold another's heart in one's hand, so they say. In the case of romantic love, it is hearts and flowers and all manner of lovely things, framed by curvy, unpredictable emotions...

Door To The Past is a grunge composition that harkens back to an earlier time and a different way of doing things. Vintage ephemera from a simpler time reminds us that life was more hands-on, writings were more personal and unique, and attention was paid to details. Patterns and textures and touchab...

Carnival is a grunge composition using vintage ephemera and multiple textures. This piece utilizes multiple textures, vintage writings, scrolled frames and strings of lights. Think of walking around at a carnival on a summer night long ago, with the lights and glitzy sparkly distractions. Fancier ti...

Eternity is a grunge composition using vintage ephemera and multiple textures. This piece utilizes vintage writings and hymnal music, and cascading torn lace, with metal pieces, including a focal Trinity Cross, for shape and structure. The inspiration for this one was actually my treasured parochial...

Eternity is a grunge composition using vintage ephemera and multiple textures. This piece utilizes vintage writings and hymnal music, and cascading torn lace, with metal pieces, including a focal Trinity Cross, for shape and structure. The inspiration for this one was my treasured parochial school e...

Are we in control? If not, who IS? Is someone or some thing turning the wrench that makes our world go round? Invisible strings being pulled? Is there a beautiful, calming facade in place to fool us? This slick bit of fantasy begs that very question. This piece does not serve to undo anyone's belief...

This abstracted view of pulling away, and saying goodbye to old habits and hangups, clothed in steam punk ephemera, reminds us that what we deem important now may not be so in the future. Sometimes it is beneficial, even necessary, to break free, shed our chains, and move forward.

Somewhere there's an orchestra, in the middle of the night, with organic music and colored lights, that inspires all that is art. This place is mysterious, as it never reveals its methods, but it always makes the most beautiful music. Can you hear it? It sounds like the wind.

What is the perfect night out? Is it a night on the town, all dressed up and enjoying the finer things? Is it just being out on a perfect warm night, perhaps on a beach or near the water? Is it a motorcycle ride on a deserted highway? Perhaps the best nights are just for having fun. Nice weather hel...

Color and light have a powerful effect on all of us, whether we realize it or not. A touch of sparkle and some modern grunge, combine with sacred geometry to create a mesmerizing focal point amidst bright color and metal pieces. Kind of like a steam punk dreamland.

Wildlife is at our mercy. Animals can adapt and survive to an extent, but mankind's disregard for the welfare of creatures around the globe is having an effect on these animals. Climate change and disappearing habitat are endangering our wildlife. Let's shed some light on the plight of these noble c...

Environmental issues concern the entire world and all the creatures living in it, from this lone giraffe to all of us. Each counts. This blue marble we live on is dying and the vultures are lying in wait. It may already be too late.

Grunge piece with an emphasis on the things we have all but forgotten; crumbling architecture, mass communication in print form, etc., in favor of everything digital. Progress is good, but it has created a vast amount of waste. Not long ago, all of this was necessary. Now it is all but forgotten.

Starlight is a borderline grunge composition. Borderline because of its bright colors and sparkling elements. Starlight depicts an underworld, deep inside our thoughts, where the vivid lives and ideas twinkle in the back of our minds.

Summer nights. No distinct place to go. Relaxing, finding something to do or pass the time. Moonlight. Take a late night swim or sit on the deck under the lights. Watch the breeze blow the curtains into billowy shapes. No pressure. Just be, and enjoy.

Everything occurs in cycles. Not just days, as in 24 hours in a day, and not just years. Everything from fashion to nostalgia to politics is cyclical. All of these things complete a circle that repeats. It all becomes a patterns we can recognize. Fashions come back twenty years on. Political pendulu...