Birds
I can fly in my dreams, when I choose to stop falling.
What a strange and magnificent thing—to be able to fly, but only if I could keep my hands. I’ll settle for sitting and listen to the birds sing. Maybe tonight, I’ll have a better dream.
"Blizzard" | Oil on canvas, 24in. x 24in., 2022
"Eye Beam" | Oil on canvas, 24in. x 24in., 2021
"Turning a Blind Eye" | Oil on canvas, 16in. x 20in., 2020
"A Few of My Favorite Things" | Acrylic on canvas, 30in. x 24in., 2018
"Five Piece Band" | Acrylic on canvas, 40in. x 30in., 2018
"Dusted" | Acrylic on canvas, 20in. x 20in., 2018
"Convocation" | Acrylic on canvas, 40in. x 30in., 2018
"Above the Cottonwoods" | Acrylic on canvas, 24in. x 24in., 2017