Monday, June 30, 2008












They say perfection only happens in dreams.  

Dreaming in waking life and dreaming while sleeping.

I used to want to touch the clouds with my hands.  Then I realized that fog was clouds.

Sunday, June 29, 2008





Every beautiful moment sees its end and, in turn, becomes memory, nostalgia.  








Monday, June 23, 2008

companions and solitude



"But if you do not find an intelligent companion, a wise and well-behaved person going the same way as yourself, then go on your way alone, like a king abandoning a conquered kingdom, or like a great elephant in the deep forest."



The painting I made for Pete and Sinead. They did find those intelligent, wise, and well-behaved companions. Congratulations you two!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008



The past aligns behind us like myriad fractals of light, overlapped and hidden, but there still.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008