Howling. Yipping and barking. I wake. Coyotes seeming to be just outside my bedroom window…
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A creative life has brought me on incredible journeys. Explorations of subject matter that has…
Night fell particularly dark on the East Side of Providence. One fall semester, 1992. My…
The rumble of thunder wakes me. 2am. Our small state is burdened by rain, again.…
The past couple of weeks I have had to hit the road a bit. Vermont…
Magic according to The Mouse. Enter a Disney Park and the hard winter months seemed…
A weighty gray November day. Our small house on the hill is encased in a…
I have been preparing for an upcoming local solo exhibit. A small show but important…
The woods appeared dense and dark outside my studio window early Saturday morning. Ominous to…