Walk Forrest, walk

My workday usually starts with a cup of coffee on a 3rd floor balcony overlooking the parking lot. Bright idyllic mornings and a steadily increasing flow of white collared workers, diligently heading toward their destination — much like a colony of army ants. I amuse myself by painting a story for each person that catches … More Walk Forrest, walk

The pursuit

I have been thinking about how I’m in my tweens and my whole life could depend on the choices I make in this decade. Let’s get on the same page: I’m not going to discuss my doubt or fears. I want to put this post out so I can get some clarity and also to … More The pursuit