
When my friend Gail Lee was traveling in Viet Nam 20 years ago, she captured a remarkable market scene. I painted the scene in watercolor years ago and just finished this rendering in oil.

When my friend Gail Lee was traveling in Viet Nam 20 years ago, she captured a remarkable market scene. I painted the scene in watercolor years ago and just finished this rendering in oil.

This is my interpretation of a photo I took last summer. The sunrise itself was beautiful but the reflection it cast on the clouds was incredible.

In this early morning shot, my daughter captured a mysterious full moon peering through San Francisco’s towers.

Years ago I passed by a small shop in Vermont that had the most artful window display. The image played in my mind for years until last fall, when I was finally ready to paint it.

In this intriguing photo, my daughter captured San Francisco coming to life just before dawn.

My daughter captured another striking scene, this time the Bay Bridge cast against a band of white cloud and a deep indigo sky. It will make an interesting painting.

In this early morning photo my daughter captured Coit Tower perched above the old financial district.

My daughter took this photo of Coit Tower enveloped by morning fog. It reminds me of Carl Sandburg’s poem Fog.
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.

Mary, Gaia, Sophia, Our Lady of Guadalupe,Yemaja, Oshun, Ishtar, Parvati, Athena,
Kuan-Yin, White Buffalo Woman, Oya, Amma, Isis, Cybele, Our Lady of Willesden,
Asdzaa Vadleehe, Juno, Tian Hou, Artemis, Inanna, Oya, Aja, Bixia Yuanjin,Tumas,
Pachamama, Our Lady of Czestochowa, Wohpe, Our Lady of Montserrat, Sedna,
Protect us
Guide us