Coffee Break

I love the look of winter. Where I live it’s very neutral, bare and, what some might call, dismal. I would rather refer to it as quietly beautiful. Even though we seldom see the extravagant beauty of a blanket of freshly fallen snow here in Tennessee, I am still comforted by the quiet elegance that …

A friend of mine recently came to the barn for the first time. He’s a professional photographer. Actually, his name is Paul Moore. I love how sensitive Paul’s eye is to beauty. Sometimes where you least expect it. He finds beauty in what might appear mundane – especially in nature. He can uncover exquisite color …

It’s a new year. I always love that feeling. The tree is down. The ornaments are stored. The lights are unplugged for another year. Life seems calmer, cleaner and a bit less cluttered. It’s a perfect time for a fresh start. A fresh start. Don’t we all desire that? What lies behind us is littered …

We have a little gift for you that we hope will help you keep your eyes on this simple, quiet event that brought us hope for eternity. For instructions on how to change your desktop image, follow the appropriate link below: Mac – click here. Windows XP – click here. Windows Vista – click here. …

I am branching out, literally. I am opening my own gallery in the most unlikely of places – a barn. As you round the bend into the town of historic Leiper’s Fork, the first building to greet you is now one of two places where my original art can be viewed (the other being Atlanta). …

Friday night my wife and I received one of those dreaded calls saying our oldest daughter had fallen and broken her arm. Suddenly we’re in the emergency room. The next day she’s in surgery. The next night we’re heading home with life looking a little differently than it had just days before. As my daughter …

As I have my cup of coffee this morning, I’m thinking about how nice it feels to offer something on my website for free. No purchase necessary. Simply free. Having been asked to use my artwork as desktop wallpaper for some time now, I’m glad to say we’ve adapted six paintings into high-quality images that …

I’m sitting at the water’s edge being lulled by the waves as they gracefully roll in, then gently slide away. There is such peace here in this continual rhythm. Mindlessly I pitch hands full of sand onto the perfectly smooth beach, making my own mess of things. Then I watch as the waves remove what …

It is early morning, shortly after daybreak, and I am sitting at the edge of Lake Michigan on the beach. The air is quite chilly – I am snug in my sweatshirt. The clouds have rolled across the sky like a carpet. The wind is steady. The waves are large for a lake. But the …

There is not much I would rather receive than a handwritten note or letter. It is a gift in itself. (I’ll admit, it’s a bit ironic that I’m talking about “handwritten” as I type away on these little white plastic keys.) I fear it is something my children will not experience once my wife and …