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#34

the taste of the air shifted.


#29

a hard wake-up during The Road Years.


#57

the fall to earth.


a change of sand.

I’m shifting now from the desert to a similar landscape … the ocean. Here, I’m discovering the huge horizontal spaces both ‘scapes offer. There is a magnificent ever-changing pattern of sky, wave, surf, sand. And light. The various shapes take on obvious to subtle messaging, each unique. So, I’m thinking I’ll concentrate on this for a while as I consider my work.


poke your head into the north side of the Interstate …

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and suddenly it becomes clear why they call this the Painted Desert.


thinking about what’s in the rear-view mirror.

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millions of years and things just fall into place naturally. if only we had the time to be so patient.


time 2 leave. time 4 reflection.

the road down there leads to another road. don’t need much more in life.


into each life or epoch, some rain must fall.

heading toward the actual painted desert just up the road.


god, painting with a disregard for colors.

painted desert area.


a forest lying down on the job.

the Painted Desert sort of shares space with the Petrified Forest to the south, with its broken trees scattered around.


a solitary place.

painted desert, arizona.


Painted Desert, Arizona.

I’m taking some time for a while, reflecting on some earlier works. Thanks for visiting.


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just another Sunday afternoon.


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on tuesday morning, the shaman gave us the wrong answer.


red leaf & the hurricane effect.

it is said that a hurricanes winds can drive a straw into a telephone pole. it's been a weird winter here in the Pacific Northwest.

it is said that a hurricane’s winds can drive a straw into a telephone pole. it’s been a weird winter here in the Pacific Northwest.


the pink flamingos encounter the white snow.

hey, Jim. where'd you go?

hey, Jim. where’d you go?


it’s too cold outside to go there.

it looks like it's time to get good at still lifes. real life outside sucks right now. some explorations coming up here.

it looks like it’s time to get good at still life. real life outside sucks right now. some explorations coming up here. if I can get out of bed.


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tree trunk. the summit.


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fall(en) leaf and stem.


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i found myself in Portland once, on a very fine day.


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before the rains.