| Welcome |  |
oil, board, 16 x 20 |
| Welcome | |
oil, board, 16 x 20 |
| Abundance |  |
10 x 10 oils |
| Five Oceans |  . |
16 x 20 oils |
| Men in Shirts |  . |
8 x 10 oils |
| Lake of Rocks | . |
16 x 20 oils |
| Jec & Hyde |  |
16 x 20 oils |
| a Walk in the Woods |  . |
16 x 20 mixed media |
| There's One in Every Crowd |  |
16 x 20 oils |
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| Red Flower |  |
acrylic, board, 16 x 20 |
| the Last Flower |  |
If there is ever a 'last' flower on earth, I want to be smelling it, wherever it is.
oil, board, 16 x 20 |
| Walking the Sky |  |
Whilst out on a walkabout one day, I stopped to ponder that the sky had followed along.
oil, board, 16 x 20 |
| When my ship comes in |  |
When my ship comes in,
We will taste one another. When night and day collide, The raven will be my friend. Atop the vessel, a deep forest of trees and mysteries. Satefy, on my naked beach An edge of question, holding the roap. Want to Play? oil, board, 16 x 20 |
| Protect the Children |  |
acrylic, board, 16 x 20 |
| Hallway to My way |  |
oil, board, 16 x 20 |
| Lullabies for little criminals |  |
acrylic, board, 16 x 20 |
| Fire n Ice |  |
acrylic, board, 18 x 24ish |
Goldilocks  |
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oil, board, 16 x 20 |
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| b-a-a-a-a |  |
I'm betting 'Eve' was a zombie once ...
after that - a story ... my version of which, is below ... where she, like this zombie woman, dared to stand out in a crowd oil on canvas, 16 x 20 |
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| found object |  |
... ever find something really interesting ... |
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rain purification (not available for sale) |
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................................................................Father, please share your knowledge |
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........................Father! Please share you Knowledge! |
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hiding |
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Eve, studies the apple |
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she takes a bite |
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blindsided by the light,
oil on canvas, 20" x 30" (full image not shown) |
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wisdom grows |
| mothers milk |  |
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wait (come back, don't you want your dolly) |
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sharing (all that knowledge) |  |
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blue woman |
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want to dance? |
| exasperated
for there, is that apple, again |
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| can't touch this |  |
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on the seventh eve, she rested |
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