Part one in a series on light. 

Light, this ancient and omnipresent force, the ultimate in literally "blinding speed," is crashing noiselessly all about us, all the time. Yet for all it does, light rarely calls attention to itself. So let's shed some, and see what we can see.  Join me, space voyagers, as we launch into the deep.

Sometimes you just have to take your favorite poem and and a beautiful song and mash them together like it was a school project without the school part. :) 

Thoughts on death, time, and transcience after spending Halloween morning at the cemetery with friends and family. Oh, and I wrote a poem.  :)

What I discovered about the moon from painting it...