Recent Paintings
Deep in the forest where the trees become cathedrals and the twinkling gurgle of a babbling brook are the only sounds that you can hear, you may catch a glimpse of the King of the Forest. He is a white stag, tall, muscular and unknowable old. His antlers shine like the light of the full moon. And if you are extra still, you may notice you have that slight feeling of being watched. It’s not menacing, but you can tell that curious eyes have been laid upon you. Maybe, just maybe, if you move slow enough, you may lock eyes with this little Elfling, the little green babe of the woods.