Showing posts with label love.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love.. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Anniversary gift

for A&E Fisher.
Congrats on your first year of marriage,
blessings for the many to come.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Casa Lauria via Minolta

More images from my Big Sur escapades, this time, on 35mm.






35 mm

And a gift for the happy couple.


Acrylic on wood

Casa Lauria Wedding


A few weekends ago, I headed up to Big Sur
to celebrate the wedding of two very dear friends.
It was gorgeous in every respect.

















































*The feathered hair pieces, jewelry, and flower arrangements
shown above were handmade by the bride herself.
Her unique and timeless pieces of jewelry and hair accessories can be found on her website, or on etsy. Indulge.


Wednesday, February 24, 2010

A little diddy...

...for a little lady.
Happy birthday, Hannah Barnick.

Acrylic on canvas

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Paints for Friends


For the lovely Miss Mary Froemke... a birthday gift.

Acrylic on canvas

...and for a dear childhood friend.
Acrylic on canvas


Saturday, January 9, 2010

I've been really into tweed lately...



....so I made these.
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Acrylic on wood

Friday, October 2, 2009

"up north"

... two words i utter more often than anyone i know...








... and for good reason.




Friday, September 18, 2009

stars procreate. and tonight there was a love-fest.

This evening while driving down the big sur coast and merrily jamming to some irie tunes, i couldn't help but indulge the impulse to veer off the paved highway into one of the car-trodden vistas and step out onto the coastal cliffs.

Imagine a sky of inky blue-black, absolutely overwhelmed with what seemed to be an entire universe of stars of varying sizes and luminosity.

Standing with my back to the road and not another human for miles, i faced the direction in which the pacific looms and allowed my head to fall back.

My eyes could not possibly seem to open wide enough to attain a steady visual of what was above me.

There was not a whisper of wind, nor the hum of a single automobile for miles around. as i stood, opened-mouthed and dry-eyed, i listened to water befalling a shoreline below and i knew i was above fullers.

Although an accurate estimate of the time i spent with my eyes to the sky and my chest to the sea eludes me, a measurement i will cite with confidence is that in all my life, i have failed to find a fair comparison the profound beauty that dwells in the vast, yet accessible wilderness that comprises the big sur region.

It seems that every occasion in which i am lucky enough to visit this place again, i think of every person in my life that i have any kind of love for, and how i hope that some day they will venture to the same places i have and experience the same speechless wonderment that i did tonight.

Next time you're there, pull your car off the road, and look up.