The color contrast in this verse fascinates me, and many times I have experimented with painting the sharp distinction of crimson against the unstained purity of white. Like coloring a dark red cardinal against fresh-fallen snow...
I challenged myself to convey a lively welcome through what could have been a stagnant still life painting of a wreath on a door. I did not merely stop...
Growing up around horses, I knew a thing or two about their traits and athletic abilities. You can catch a glimpse of that in a watercolor painting...
Every day begins with a choice. Will I choose a bright outlook or a gloomy one, a contented spirit or a miserable one, a pursuit of God or a pursuit...
As a child, summer days meant tent-camping with my family among the sand dunes of the Delaware Shore. At night, we would make our campfire by the ocean and sing hymns.
When I was “on my feet,” I spent hours and hours with horses, feeding and grooming, training, and showing them. Horses were my friends...
There was a time when I spent hours every week at the easel, painting and sketching. I did it for enjoyment, but I also pushed myself to improve...
When I started to seriously consider the lordship of Christ in my life, I wanted to get rid of everything that reminded me of my “bad old days...
Yosemite National Park is one of the most glorious places on earth. Tucked deep into the High Sierra mountains of California, this park covers nearly...
My sullen mood proved no match for my occupational therapist back in 1968. I was so demoralized about being a quadriplegic for the rest of my life...
