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It’s a rare experience for parents to see life through their children’s eyes–perhaps even rarer when you both see the same thing. In May of 1998, in her first assignment for her Communications 343 class at CSUSB our oldest daughter gave us a glimpse . Suspiciously Superstitious? Surprisingly Supernatural My Life: Eighteen Years… Continue reading
I used to play my kids to sleep at night. I never sounded like this! [Since you are already in an artsy mood, when you’re done listening to the music, click here to checkout the artwork] Continue reading
I love the idea of greatness. I would love to be great–to be called up before throngs of people, to be heralded for a lifetime of something special. I revel in imaginary praise and adoration until I remember how badly it fits. I wear accolades like a four-year old strutting… Continue reading
In 1971, alone in a cow pasture, not far from Eastern Oregon College in La Grande, Oregon, I accepted the reality of Christ and surrendered my will to His. It was the summer of my senior year and for the first time in my life God was more than a… Continue reading
He walked into my classroom, poetry in hand, with his tormented eyes, spiked, black-dyed hair, black trench-coat over black shirt and pants, hiding a disturbing array of silver spikes and chains. He was a brilliant high school student in my multi-media computer class in San Jacinto, CA., in the fall… Continue reading
In 1955, as a five-year old grandson, I worshipped the ancient ground he walked on. He was Granddad, born in 1879, in Paso Robles, CA – the first and deepest root in what is now a five-generation California heritage. He and Granny lived in a court of six, old, Spanish-style, four-room… Continue reading
I’m a Science, Math, English, History, Geography, Computer teacher turned artist. I was raised in Temple City and Pasadena, California, went to college in Oregon, had three boys in Washington and came back. The love of my life is Mary Sue, my wife of 40+ years and the mother of… Continue reading
Thanks for dropping by our Blog. Mary Sue and I are on an adventure and you’re invited to come along. I hope you like what you see and decide to join us. After 22 years of teaching, I’ve decided to become an artist and to make a business out of giving to… Continue reading
