This painting is available as collector’s original or as museum quality prints on canvas.
This painting is available as collector’s original or as museum quality prints on canvas.
Until we allow some of Nature’s stillness to reclaim us, we will remain victims to the instant, and never enter the heritage of our ancient belonging.” – John O’Donohue
Can You Imagine? For example, what the trees do not only in lightening storms or the watery dark of a summer’s night or under the white nets of winter but now, and now, and now – whenever we’re not looking.…
Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in -Leonard Cohen
Can You Imagine? For example, what the trees do not only in lightening storms or the watery dark of a summer’s night or under the white nets of winter but now, and now, and now – whenever we’re not looking.…
There is a thing in me that dreamed of trees, A quiet house, some green and modest acres A little way from every troubling town, A little way from factories, schools, laments. I would have time, I thought, and time…
“The song and the land are one.” – Bruce Chatwin Frank Gadsden died this winter. The full mattress and box springs, the swinging hammock, the one that hung from the limbs of a grand live oak tree on the side…
Part of the charm of the Lowcountry is her trees, and the protective arms of the live oak, dripping with spanish moss. On the natural beaches of the (1000 acre) State Park on Edisto Island, and at the delightfully preserved…
