I paint what I paint; no more, no less

This little exercise in egomaniacal self-indulgence comes about as of a suggestion by fellow-blogger and artiste extraordinnaire, Andrea who thought I should share some of my artistic efforts on my blog. So, with much trepidation (even though I have posted the odd sample of my painting over the last year or so), I thought I'd give it a shot.

I am stricly a hobbyist, so no hypercritical eye is needed to point out any seeming flaws. I am probably more aware of them than any onlooker. I love to paint, however, because it takes me away from writing for a while, especially when I'm feeling burned out, and yet it is still a creative endeaover. I have dozens of the them cluttering our walls, and Wendy most graciously accepts them as a pleasing adjunct to our walls.

#1: Indian Canyon rock formation -- Just outside Palm Springs, from a photo taken after an extensive hike in this magnificent park.

#2: Twin Falls on the Island of Kauai -- Young Hawaiian males in ancient times, to prove their manhood, would dive from the top of the falls. Some survived, they say.

#3: Tigh-na-Mara Beach -- A Vancouver Island scene about 40-miles south of where I live. There is a massive tide drop in the area.

#4: Lands End at Cabo San Lucas -- A familiar scene of the very southern tip of Baja, from a photo I took back in 1994.