Flowers

I thought that I would show you something that I have been working on. I have been collaborating with Yvonne Gaudet a graduate of the prestigious Art Center College of Design in Pasadena. She is an accomplished artist and teacher. I combine my photography with her paint. I start with photographs of flowers that I shot at Roger’s Gardens in Newport Beach. After manipulating my photograph in Adobe Photoshop, I print it on Epson velvet fine art paper. I had to purchase a professional wide format printer that uses pigment dye ink. After printing, it is painted with acrylics. I am so much better with a paint roller than a brush or palette knife, but I am really passionate about it and hopefully someday will paint.

JOB 12: 7-9

“Ask the beasts, and they will teach you; and the birds of the air, and they will tell you; or speak to the earth, and it will teach you; and the fish of the sea will explain to you. Who among all of these does not know that the hand of the Lord has done this?”

Yvonne

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I really do question what this gull is trying to communicate. What I got out of this one sided banter is Nag, Nag, Nag, but I'm sure that it is more profound than that. This poor and unfortunate guy justly doesn't merit the tongue lashing he’s getting.

Spiritual Sunsets

When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change. ~Wayne Dyer~

Crown of Thorns

Photographed in the gardens at Swami's in Encinitas, Ca. (the Self Realization Fellowship retreat)

The beautiful Crown of Thorns plant is a woody, spiny, climbing succulent shrub with shoots reaching a height of 6 feet. Leaves are found primarily on young growth,and the plant may defoliate completely if put under moisture or temperature stress. This plant flowers nearly all year, and especially in the winter. The flowers are small and inconspicuous, but the brightly colored modified leaves (bracts) found just beneath the flowers are quite attractive.

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Lesser Goldfinch

Each time I go outside, there are new things to hear and see. My raucous friends are the hummingbirds, whose behavior is almost like a game. My alpha male Rufous is back from his winter migration to Mexico. With his rich bronze plumage, iridescent scarlet throat, and the determination of a football linebacker, this guy thinks he owns the hummingbird feeder and quickly chases away all rivals. The large feisty Crows caw incessantly (beginning at the crack of dawn) and perch in the tall trees as well as use my bird bath as a means to soften food that he has probably acquired from the neighbors trash. Always one can hear the calm and soothing cooing of the Mourning dove. The Goldfinches have a most beautiful song and I guess that after so much singing, a drink of water from my fountain is in order.