A Father’s Lament
Staring at the ceiling as silent tears from the corners of my eyes roll quickly down, leaving tracks…
Staring at the ceiling as silent tears from the corners of my eyes roll quickly down, leaving tracks…
The following poem was written and recited to me by my 9 1/2 year-old daughter for Father’s Day,…
Am I dead in this life? I am alive in the next? Do I come alive after I…
This is the photograph that became the inspiration for this painting. It was taken outside the arena at…
If you are unwilling to make a fool of yourself there are those who will be happy to…
The above excerpt is from the book ‘Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters‘ by Meg Meeker, M.D. with my own…
Within the silence, that often surrounds Truth is heard and grace abounds ≈ Within faith’s glow, living waters…
Lost in illusion, inside my head. Faking a smile, while feeling dead. Voices that scream, make not a…
“Memory”  Colored Pencils   4×6 inches   ©1986 A little throw back Thursday art from my college days.I believe this…