Lost Heartbeats

Lost Heartbeats

Bold and high contrast colors intended to be the visual equivalent of a heartbeat, one that is lost because it was not taken.

A Split Second in Time

A Split Second in Time

An eclectic interpretation of mood and a mix of form.

Hunting Season

Hunting Season

This comes from my earlier work at a rural Appalachian Ohio convenience store that also doubled as the area’s location for deer tagging.

Melting into the Universal Dissolve

Melting into the Universal Dissolve

A snapshot in time describing the paradoxical nature of life and consciousness.

Weather Map

Weather Map

A work of evocative impressionism rooted in reality and history but suffused through the psyche to be dream-like.

Hope

Hope

“Hope” is a poem that focuses on dealing with life challenges plus having the faith and belief that things will change for the better.

This Time of Year

This Time of Year

A reflective piece of poetry, that asks the what-ifs of this life, pondering the duality of life and death and missed opportunities.

Please

Please

please do not bleed,
not right now.

Flight AWE613

Flight AWE613

Michael finds himself reevaluating his priorities and delving into precious memories as the plane he’s on seems doomed to crash.

Journal Entry: Germination

Journal Entry: Germination

Inspired by the gift of tomato seeds. Associative and journaling techniques were used to flesh out some kind of meaning.

The Contract Broken

The Contract Broken

Voltaire and Rousseau discuss where modern society is going wrong.

Smile at today’s sun as it goes down

Smile at today’s sun as it goes down

Maybe if they knew of my hardships
They would go easier on me

Peppers for a Stew

Peppers for a Stew

This is a watercolor of three peppers in orange, yellow, and red being cut up to be put in a meat stew with other vegetables.

Living is also about Learning to Die

Living is also about Learning to Die

Learning to die is the beginning of living.

The Lost Dreams

The Lost Dreams

This poem depicts the story of three children in the slums of India.

House Arrest

House Arrest

The Past seemed as real or more than whatever thin present showed its face.