The Whisperer

Acrylics on professional gallery-wrapped canvas. Everyone has a place where they go to escape all the pressures and worries of life. There is always that one spot that can mellow all your problems and soothe troubles in times of stress. For me‚ the beach is the ultimate cure to all of my problems. While I am there‚ all of my obligations suddenly vanish. As I stroll along‚ I can feel the soft smooth sand beneath my feet. As I take in the soothing atmosphere that encircles me‚ I close my eyes‚ letting myself absorb the warming rays of the sun. Size: 24x36

Acrylics on professional gallery-wrapped canvas. In this forest, I am with my tribe of wood and leaf, among the giants that hug the earth. It is a place of my refuge with the sweet smell of flowers and the soothing sound of water and songs of the birds, forever embedded in the air. A hug of browns, a shelter of extended limbs resting beneath the foliage. I am in love with this painting, especially in the scorching heat of the long summers. Upon the forest floor, lies the leaves, fallen in storms long forgotten, but still beautiful. All of this natural composition is what makes this painting, a piece of art. Size: 36x36

Acrylics on professional gallery-wrapped canvas. This boat that is my land amid the water, is as bright as the last berry of summer. I feel the wind, gusting with the tempo of a fiddle, dancing with long and short bows, punctuated by soulful silence. I watch the billowed sail, rippling the same as the water around, always ready to propel us onward. Under this rising sun I have watched the mast shadow grow and fade, yet it is a pale form of darkness and nothing at all to compare to the brilliance of stars in the night. “There may be shadows in the sunlight, my love, but there will always be stars at night.” Size: 24×48 inches

Acrylics on professional gallery-wrapped canvas. My inspiration for this painting canes from the following poetic lines from Gerry Lagister’s poem:

"Streams in the desert" When hours had pass with painful cross I travelled on till I could go no further, Then at last; in all the pain of sad losses, I rest serene beneath the tranquil power. God gave me quietness and assurance To drink from the stream in the desert And wash my feet press sore in peace, That they in grief may walk in the spirit.

Size: 36x48