His Spot

Fishing seems an inevitable part of a boy’s life if he spends anytime outdoors. While camping, before the breakfast links and hashbrowns had settled one morning, my son wanted to get to the creek to fish. I remember feeling the dew on the grass and watching him confidently finding his spot. More than anything I was glad to be spending time with him. In private collection. Acrylic on pressed paper board, 10 by 8 inches.

To the Office, January

The morning colors on this tree stopped me on my way to work one cold January day. The sun was just warming the top of the tree and I quickly checked the for other cars so I could spend time looking at the scene. I couldn’t help but stare and it brought a smile to my face. What have you seen recently that has caused you to pause? Acrylic on pressed paper board, 8 by 10 inches.