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just chilling

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'Nereids Worshipping the Moon' by Moritz von Schwind, (1804-1871)

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tangerines

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The girl named Feriha (2011)

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misguided souls ⁂

via instagram

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Golden Hour

Watercolor On Black Cotton Paper

2024, 44"x 30"

Poppies and Flax

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Passing Through A Screen Door // The Wonder Years

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Backpacking among the mountains of the Sierra Nevada

California

1977

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“ More than anything, this photograph was really the result of a series of little accidents. After abandoning a hike halfway through due to lack of sunlight, we subsequently began to make our way back home. As we drove through a long stretch of highway, I made the decision to nap in the back, but before that, for whatever reason, I peered out the window and into the heavens first. At that point, I began screaming like a madman telling everyone to look up. Amazed, we pulled into the next rest stop.”

Photo by Billy Huynh on Unsplash 

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Growing

Watercolor On Black Paper

2024, 9"x 12"

Lilacs

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Along the coast, 1958

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the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.