Empty Plaza At Twilight Art

A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
Tree in nature
bicyle resting against a wall
a tree in nature
A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
still life with everyday objects
portrait of two people together
Olive skinned Baby in swaddling cloths
urban street with city activity
serene landscape with mountains and water
This day, though, I hiked another autumn wood. Eastern Europe ancient; overgrown. So thick the view was dark at just a few feet off the path. All red and yellow; orange and brown, a million trees, each one in blazing preparation for long, frozen winter. I cannot but recall my friend’s words, lasting long, though he did not, and the instant truth that follows. Looking upward at the fiery canopy, matched against the bright cerulean sky beyond, I embrace autumn! Winter surely comes one day, but spring beyond. I have a winter to prepare for, but it is not yet.
I sat, long ago, on an Asian hill with a Shakya Mundi friend, and watched the autumn leaves fall down from high above, giants in the forest casting off their wakefulness, falling progressively into winter’s long, white sleep. “The important thing to know about trees” he said, “is that they are most beautiful in autumn; just before the winter snow. They live and grow through the entire year just for these brief moments of stunning beauty. We are like that.” He said, “but we have only one autumn, and a very long winter.”
In Old Testament times a group of 12 - 15 Hebrew men and women on pilgrimage ascend a steep road toward Jerusalem and the Temple, headed for the feast of the Passover. They each carry their own bag, sachel or bedroll. Anticipation fills the air as the set out on their journey.
Anxiety attack
Haystacks at sunset
City skyline at sunset
Garden at golden hour
Druid at stone circle
A city skyline at sunset
Mountain lake at sunset
A bat hunting moths at night
Swordsman at sunrise temple
Cathedral facade at sunset
Woman at window with flowers
a man in a black shirt is staring at something
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
Mining station at asteroid
An indoor scene in at home. A Mom and Dad sit on the bed with their little girl, who is smiling. The mood is warm and secure. The little girl is about 10 years old. She's contented. Dad is about to tell a story.
Athletic figure in motion
An outdoor scene in at the beach. A White Mom and African-American Dad walk away from the camera with their two kids, all holding hands. The mood is warm and safe. The sun is setting in the distance. Everyone is wearing beach-style clothes, not bathing suits. It's a pretty happy family.
A futuristic cityscape at dawn
Vampire castle at midnight
A man out a window looking at me make it scary plz
a painting of a man sitting at a desk with a book
a painting of a person sitting at a table with books and a cup of coffee
Student studying at sunset window
A coastal scene at golden hour
a painting of a man being attacked by a demon
a painting of a man sitting at a table working on a laptop
a painting of a man sitting at a table with a laptop