My granddog Otto. He’s fluent in cute.
I raised a good hugger. A real good hugger. With good taste in clothes.
The fireplace in my son’s new home. We came to Denver today, spending a week here to help with all the things that need tweaking. The piece there on the left of the mantel is the first piece of pottery I ever created.
I love that he has it on display.
The backcloth for a piece I’m working on.
Visually it was a black and white day.
Emotionally speaking, it was more black and blue.
Pull up a chair why don't you, and let's talk . . .