45 years of words. Now I paint.

“Walks-Talking” – acrylic on canvas—20x24

A near-black stormy sky both landscape and emotional atmosphere, both physical journey and collective weight. Broad, wet, gray and white strokes, a jagged black fence-line drawn in nervous, scratchy marks runs across the middle. This is how I remember the jungles of Central America.

“Green the Desert”— acrylic on canvas—20x24

Warm ochre-and-gold, a cool mosaic of teal and blue, a form, stooped and working, a living bridge between two worlds, two climates. This is how I remember the Sahara.

"Night Time in the Switching Yard" — acrylic on canvas—16x20

A window, a stage, a grid, a honeycomb — a quiet, meditative study in how different surfaces can coexist within strict geometric order.