Jewelry Making

The Unconscious Sea


The Birth of a Forest

Enlightenment: Logo Sketches

The Siren: Beginning Concept Sketches

Art Hurts

"Art hurts. Art urges voyages - and it is easier to stay at home." - Gwendolyn Brooks

Silence

Sometimes when I’m silent
I’m picturing myself in a
Sunlit room filled with glass

With a bat

Exhausted I
Fall atop reflections
And dream in golden red

There Is Another Court: On The Set!

Children

How tempting it is
How fatal the blow
Of the kiss that explodes
A childhood of sorrow
And with it
Fond memories of
Starfish and sand dollars
And heroic adventures
When he was Hercules and
She was Medusa
Strong, sleek and evil

But if they breathe in slowly
They can make it their own
As the grieving tears of today
Bear resplendent gardens
Of joyous tomorrows

So a kiss is at once
A promise and betrayal
As they float in tides of forever
In a lively weariness
Of constant fascination