The wind was whipping the upper portion of the waterfall so violently you could see it change shape and I felt its mist. At the base of the falls the water continues on through a verdant maze. Gouache on illustration board, 8×10 inches.
The wind was whipping the upper portion of the waterfall so violently you could see it change shape and I felt its mist. At the base of the falls the water continues on through a verdant maze. Gouache on illustration board, 8×10 inches.
Looking west from the middle of the graffiti covered unbroken bridge, I saw warm and cool flora patiently waiting for warmer weather. Gouache on illustration board, 8×10 inches.
Half a twin. My grandma used to take us down to the park at Twin Falls. I remember the picnic tables used to have a blue-green fiberglass covering over them. We would eat lunch and then she’d let us roam and explore. I didn’t remember there being a viewpoint of the remaining falls and the dam. Gouache on illustration board, 7×5 inches.