Metal Skiff (oil)
More summer boats
Art for Tiny Houses
"I wish to do nothing for profit. I wish to live for art. I want nothing whatever. I am quite happy." —William Blake
Metal Skiff (oil)
The journey from the very start
Reflections on Canadian Culture From Below the Border
Rhymes and Reasons
.. على ضفاف المدينة .
The Seeker Is The Sought
New Evidence Suggesting the Existence of a Previous Technological Civilization on Earth
poetry. art. philosophy.
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
Traveller, photography
Paint draw travel and share
Painting and Drawing
Art doesn't have to be worthy to be worth sharing
Before I forget
art and the intimate unknowable
I LEAVE YOUR ROAD TO WALK ON MY GRASS.
Every tree has a story
Sand and salt under my feet, moon over my head. I am an artist living in Florida. Works available at https://www.Society6.com/sandsaltmoon
Sometimes at night when I could not sleep my Grandfather would sneak me away and we would go to where the little boats had been tied close together. I remember those nights. By the time we got back home I had fallen asleep. My Grandfather would put me to bed and I would wake up thinking it was all a dream. Thank you for Metal Skiff and the others – they are as I remembered them to be.
Thank you, Dustin. I’d like to know more about your grandfather.