Half Pint Half Stack

A not quite finished painting I'm working on for Artlink's "Guitar Show". This piece will be featured in an article about the show.

Tim changed the name from Pot-Head to Professor something or other

Another from my class. Probably too much goin' on in a simple drawing, but I wuz havin' fu-yun!

...Like a Dork...

So, as a teacher I have to get my license renewed every so often and that means I have to get credits, as in college. I really don't want to sit through all the boring-patootie stuff so I was psyched when this class came along that offered photoshop instruction that I could take for credit.

I knew enough photoshop to bovine excrement my way through some situations, but now I'm more dangerous and rockin' like a nerd in a dork store!

I took a real simple drawing and made it much more complicated, layerery and stuff. But, at least I know how to do it now.

Small House Full Life

I have my coffee, hot and sweet and dark, and my sketchbook, my stories, and I’m sitting on my red brick patio, listening to the morning birdsong, the occasional car and the far away droning call of a train. The air smells of mint from my garden, the scent carried on a slight breeze. The sun is just beginning to burn through the haze and a bird lands on the gutter above my head its wings thrumming against the aluminium.

My small patio. My small house. My small life filled with things that fill my life with beauty and thought and interest, My small house that lets me live a bigger life with my kids, as I wait for the patter-thumb of little feet to come down the stairs and greet me; with my wife whose ideas keep my life interesting and whose beauty does me in every time.

My small house that lets me work on my footprint and work on which kind I really want to leave on this planet when I go.

And, my small house, which lets me be stay on vacation, though I could work, and be here, now, in the now, to write this, to enjoy all this.