The Owl’s Flight Chronicles 

The Maple & Rye Adventure

Last year, out of the blue, I was contacted by a young band from Sweden who, through the mystical powers of the internet, stumbled across some of my work on pinterest, etsy or google.  They were interested in commissioning artwork for their upcoming EP album and liked...

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Flying Tigers & Magic in the Sky

I've always had a thing for tigers. I'm fascinated by the sheer majesty of the huge felines. Their beauty is riveting; powerful, rippling muscles, all wrapped up in sleek orange and sophisticated black stripes. One day last year I decided to add a tiger to an ongoing...

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The Threshold

She'd been dwelling in the frozen, snowy lands of winter for long ages. Had spent her days wandering through dark forests of longing and despair, alone but for the companionship of her chosen few. Each had appeared, one by one, in response to the quiet whispers of her...

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At Rest

This piece, titled "At Rest" was inspired by a beautiful photograph of a gorgeous girl who came into our lives for a time while she was a high school exchange student from Germany visiting our little town in North Idaho. Nika gave me the go-ahead when I inquired about...

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The Dark Tree

Deeply rooted, and well-versed in Time's Ravages; the Dark Tree grows only from the shattered last hope and answers the soul's cry for help. It silently offers itself as the last resort and speaks gently of comfort and shelter. It whispers warm welcomes to a haven...

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Northern Lights

I remember seeing the dancing northern lights fairly often as a child growing up in North Dakota, but viewing them as an adult in Idaho hasn't happened as frequently.  The times when we stood outside in the back yard to view the Idaho version of the auroras really...

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Curios ~ On Being A Collector of Amazements

I fancy myself a collector of amazements. I am forever unearthing interesting objects to take home, or, at least photographing my non-portable finds. As you might expect, after several decades of adulthood, I've acquired an abundance of things! I have collections....

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Sensory Perception

I fancy myself a collector of amazements. I am forever unearthing interesting objects to take home, or, at least photographing my non-portable finds. Inevitably, a lot of those amazing things end up in my paintings.  I've now done several "Collection of Amazements"...

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The Tale of Tansy (part 2)

Flash forward about six years. The fairy craze died down. My creative nature had moved onward to other subjects, but I would still paint a fairy or two a year, just for fun. (Most often in the spring when the new flowers and sunshine would inspire me to venture Into...

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The Tale of Tansy (part 1)

I have forever been an ardent fan of the Faerie Realm. My first crush was on Disney's Tinkerbell, which quickly morphed into a full-blown love affair with the ethereal world, and its mythical creatures. Little girl ballerina-dreams would usually involve some form of...

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The Catbird Seat

Definitely a play on words and creatures! An old expression that can sometimes still be heard describing Nascar drivers or  baseball players (like a batter with three balls and no strikes on him). "The catbird seat" is an American English idiomatic phrase used to...

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Hope (Lost and Found)

Hope... It is easy to lose, and sometimes very hard to find. The eyes will always show it. Our eyes reflect our history.  The souvenirs we have collected on our life's journey are written in our miraculous eyes. They speak of how we have been to the raw, outer edges,...

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The Grieving Tree

I once longed for... A  refuge for the heart sore.   A reclusive, private retreat from the ache of keeping your chin up when life is hard. I imagined... A mythical tree, one worthy of legend and half-remembered tales, all but forgotten now, except by just a few. Those...

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The Grieving Tree

The gnarled tree has stood sentinel for generations, deep in the outer reaches of the Forest of Sorrows. It lives, never growing green, yet never dying  or rotting away, next to a chill, bottomless, crystal pool of water salted by tears.  The Grieving Tree can somehow...

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The Return to the Virtual

Hello! It's been a awhile... After a hiatus of a few years, I've returned to dust off this blog and share some more scattered thoughts, special memories, and random insights into life and art. I've continued to write and paint often during my absence, but have been...

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