This essay first appeared on my Substack, where I write about life, art, and purpose after my career years. You can read it below or visit my Substack to subscribe for future reflections. Four years after retiring, I can still remember counting down the final days of my career. It was bittersweet. Part of me…
I waited as long as I could before scheduling my shoulder surgery, but my orthopedic doctor told me that the injury and pain would only get worse. I knew recovery would take time, but I didn’t grasp how much it would affect my creative life. Painting isn’t just a matter of holding a brush; it’s…
As Christmas 2017 approached I found myself craving a scene on my wall that would bring the Christmas spirit to our high desert home. “Winter’s Welcome” was inspired by my childhood memories of familiar meadows turned white overnight, the crunch of snow under my boots, and my breath steaming in the frigid air. With every…
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