Watercolor of my Son
Watercolor of my Son
My uncle’s place in Woodside, California displayed many mesmerizing vignettes, among them this rustic, nostalgic scene.
In 1961 I painted this oil of Mount Shuksan. I used a small photo in a magazine as my source. I had recently discovered that I could reproduce a subject quite accurately. It was then that I moved from paint-by-number to painting my own scenes. This was in color.
Giants baseball fans are diehard, despite the downpour illustrated here at a Giants ball game in AT&T Park.
We shared many meaningful times together in her rustic home in Woodside. I think this artsy version of the original shot captures the ambiance at the time.
I shot this scene with a 4x5 camera in a timed exposure as an assignment in Photography Class at Sacramento City College in 1964. Who knew decades later I would come to love photography, but more than that, love finessing photos into works of art!
This somewhat mundane shot taken some time ago in Morgan Hill, California was finessed into an exciting if not compelling scene recently. 🔍
When I got my Canon 20D camera, my apartment complex fence seemed a logical beginning for my new photography hobby. After chasing the hummingbird for quite a span, I decided to set up a tripod and wait. An interminable hour later the elusive creature chose to extract the nectar from the flower I was focused... Continue Reading →
The translucent shed in rural Huntersville, North Carolina, showcases the siding-diffused sunshine, illuminating the shed interior. 🔍
Many memorable moments spent at my uncle’s residence in Woodside, California were nestled on this porch hidden behind the arbor and foliage. 🔍
My Dad, Chester, a weatherman at the old Sacramento Airport, using a Theodolite. I remember being at work with him when he did this measurement at night. I found this photo nestled in an album with a much later date. I don't remember seeing it before. There is a long history of theodolite use... Continue Reading →
Escaping to the patio from the claustrophobic apartment confinement due to the Coronovirus pandemic affords me a calming panoramic view of the outdoors. Cumulus clouds punctuate the rich blue sky. The clean air reflects the result of the sparse street traffic. This surreal season affects my status as a mostly-retired, self-described introvert, much less than most people... Continue Reading →
This classic view of Pier 39 and Alcatraz is one of the most recognizable San Francisco icons. I enjoyed fiddling with filters to obtain this artsy version of the original shot.
Villa Montalvo, once the grand estate of Senator James Phelan, offers a peaceful environment set among formal gardens, including this compelling courtyard.
Placerville, California’s Quartz Alley reveals a medley of brick textures to delight the eyes.