I was trying to remember the first time I went to Yosemite, and that had to have been in 1964 when I was six years old. I found a red bridge across the river below Mirror Lake, and this I walked across, but because I was such a little guy, on my return trip, I … Continue reading “Where The Tripod Marks Are”
I camped in the same spot for nine nights in a divine locale above a cliff to the immediate right of the exact scene you see here. I have been in signal barren regions for some time. I apologize for the lack of updates, but my travels have been whirling! Before Shasta, I was in … Continue reading “Sunday, 19 July 2026, And Back From Shasta”
Not Shasta but Yosemite. Leaving the 18th and coming back the 2nd of next month. I will be at about 4,000 feet and not doing much climbing at first. There are some views looking back at the Valley with El Capitan on the left that are pretty famous. I mean to see if I can … Continue reading “Update: 16 June 2026”
I have not been posting because I have not been doing much art. By bouncing lots of balls and watching which way they went, I finally noticed that the balls wanted to be art, my art, as in painting pictures art. And so this blog finally settled into an art blog. And so, because I … Continue reading “Update: 12 June 2026”
I finished this one a week ago, but I was so furious at the bad behavior of my blog, I did not want to post until I fixed it or it fixed itself. The sidebar — what you are supposed to see on the right — was on the left, all scrunched up close without … Continue reading “The Sacred Circle”
I feel I owe my life two thousand five hundred more good paintings. That exact many because if I had done a painting a week for fifty years, I could have done that many. And, in fact, I have probably painted at least a thousand paintings. I had months of a painting a day. And … Continue reading “I Will Shine Bright Before I Die”
These were the colors I studied as I waited for the bus to San Diego from Campo, California. Whole sets of greens and golds, none spectacular, all subdued, always, everywhere all around, but here, at my feet, through cracks in the asphalt, sharp. This study only took a few hours. I left it mainly “unfinished” … Continue reading “Green And Gold”
Recently, I went on an overnight trip to Los Ossos State Park and caught this scene. That is The Rock in the distance. I did not bother to paint anything human made except the scars on the land.
A rather pompous title, huh? I amuse myself that way sometimes. This painting is a tattoo. There is a before and after forever after in my style, and it has a timestamp right here, right now, with this painting. In the old days, a “Master Piece” was your submission to the guild to show you … Continue reading “Transcended Master”
Not even a half mile from Camp Lockett on the PCT, I plonked down in the shade on the left side of the trail where there was a good rock to sit on while I messed with my waistbelt’s pack buckle that insisted on riding down my butt under the big pack, most annoyingly; it … Continue reading “The Invoker”