I mildly despise the lighting and composition of this picture, but I’m still going to post it. The red thing in the sky is a windsurfer. I miss the beach.

Hamburg Beach, New York



High Plains Drifter

High Plains Drifter

Art can be an incremental process. Then there are times when, without warning, you find yourself caught in the throes of some muse’s dying, orgasmic spasm, well and truly beyond any rational explanation.

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