My Father- On an Indian

This photo is my father, taken when we was 16 years old in Canandaigua, New York. Dad is going in for surgery this week and I thought I would share this image of him in hopes as you look at it, you will send him loving, healing energy. Besides, it is a happy photo and I personally think he was a cute little bugger.

Usually when men see this photo they ask "what kind of bike is that". To the best of my knowledge, it is an Indian. He used to race them when he was young (an Indian riding and Indian). Perfect.

Something for Me

Still super busy and creating so much work for everyone else, the other night I just had to sit down and paint something for me. Sometimes you just have to do stuff for yourself. I am not sure of the title yet but I am calling it Manifestation for now (acrylic on canvas: 24" x 36").
Something really cool happened as I painted. I was holding a lamp over the canvas and all of the sudden I started seeing colors emerging. They were like colored halos around the edges of the angel. (cool coincidence seeing halos around an angel).
There was bright emerald green extending from her fingers, blue and reds framed her face. As I worked the colors kept appearing in the same places. So I told myself if I am seeing these colors why not paint them?