Quiet Harbor

A scene of great turmoil and tragedy is strangely quiet.

Here in this place where the cries of the doomed were unanswered, ducks dabble and herons study the currents.

A wooden city was built between the steep slopes and the deep blue sea.

Mountain slopes that only nurture granite ledges and primitive pine trees.

The deer live high on the mountain; the sounds of men mingle with cold mountain winds.

There's no wind today though…

All is deathly still, except for the sound of the splashing ducks.
"12-08-15a"
mixed media

Doodles

These were drawn on Sunday, November 15th…

The November Wind

The November wind

The November wind tests a stalwart soul. 

A man kicks dry brown leaves which swirl and flutter in the selfish wind.

His thoughts, like hopeful green leaves now drained of color and urgency, roam and fidget never to be completed or understood.

11-09-15
watercolor, pencil

Autumn doodles

detail

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10/29/15a
colored pencil, watercolor

detail

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detail

11-01-15
watercolor, ink

10/28/15a
ink, colored pencil, watercolor

10/26/15
mixed media

Park Avenue

I was recently walking down Park Ave. in Manhattan

He's helping a French tourist

Everyone in their own little world.

He's found a lucky penny.

Uh Oh! I didn't see these crazy guys on Park Ave.! I just made that up.

Some people make music for tips, some listen, others conduct music (or try to get a taxi at rush hour).

Help is never too far away. Hugs too.

I love New York City!
10/18/15
pencil, ink, paint

Entertaining Angels

The sun is going down

The castle is looking good

Everything is buttoned up tight

What's this? A visitor? And he's out of gas?!

Tapping, tapping… thinking…

"Entertaining Angels …maybe!"
09-25-15
mixed media