Blood Stains
Swallowing the last gulps he set down the now empty can. Balanced precariously on the corner of the…
Swallowing the last gulps he set down the now empty can. Balanced precariously on the corner of the…
I woke in the night to the sound of rain falling Hitting the tin roof in notes of…
As we hopefully conclude this seemingly never-ending journey of election drama and the fate of America and every…
“I wanna know, will you remember me when forever comes and goes?” We have all made promises to…
When they come, and they will as sure as the turning of the earth, what will you do…
He is God of the storm The storm is God He is God in the storm
Complacency – In life we can easily become complacent and settle until we are shaken back to movement….
Reworked stanza from the Edgar Allen Poe poem ‘El Dorado’ Mark Schutter ©2016 Transparency A moment of vulnerability…
If our eyes are windows to the soul, why do we so often fail to see the reality?…
The above picture is the preliminary pencil drawing on acrylic canvas board for a new horse painting. I…