A Man Standing In A Puddle With His Arms Crossed Art

a painting of a group of people standing around a horse
a painting of a group of people standing around a table
Manga-style comic page layout with dynamic panels in the art style of Manga --niji 6
Manga-style comic page layout with dynamic panels in the art style of Manga --niji 6
Manga-style comic page layout with dynamic panels in the art style of Manga --niji 6
two statues of men standing next to each other
Manga-style comic page layout with dynamic panels in the art style of Manga --niji 6
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
A young boy, no older than 12, is intensely focused on climbing a steep, rocky hillside in the San Juan National Forest, specifically along the Piedra River. He is scrambling upwards on his hands and knees towards a cougar watching him approach from behind a bush. He is carrying a fishing rod held securely in one hand. The hill is covered in dry dirt and scattered small rocks with ponderosa pines and aspen trees in the landscape.  Far below, at the bottom of the hillside, a clear, meandering mountain stream (the Piedra River) sparkles under twilight. The atmosphere is quiet, tense, capturing the stark beauty of the remote Colorado wilderness.
a painting of two people standing next to each other
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
house with front view
“For the seller shall not return to that which is sold, although they were yet alive: for the vision is touching the whole multitude thereof, which shall not return; neither shall any strengthen himself in the iniquity of his life.” (Ezekiel 7:13, KJV)
The San Gorgonio Pass, Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost and granite.  Snake-like clouds adorning her peak, I gaze past the big white house toward her uplifted boulders.
And at the South, Mt. San Jacinto has lost his head in cloud.  Burned bones against a blue sky backdrop.  Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth:  They accentuate the Sonora desert’s west extreme, and last night’s moon forgot to go away.
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall