In the midst of training for a trail race, I traveled to a conference in Phoenix. Thinking of the pain I would be in if I didn’t keep up...

Arrested by the Dance (1909) by Henri Matisse, I sat and drew it in my 6x6 inch sketchbook. The figures form a wild chain in a distorted...

You wind around switchbacks, tree-covered mountainsides, and ravines and then eventually through a long tunnel. Without warning, you are...

Naptime in the late 70’s meant the kind of deep silence found underwater. Just barely above the quiet, one could hear the creaking of the...