Here’s a photo of a painting I did a long time ago while living in Walla Walla, WA. I gave it away to a friend of mine and she’s been dragging it around for over a decade. She sent me this photo. At one point a friend of mine started showing me how to use acrylics and oils in a basement and this is one of the best ones I produced. I’m glad it’s still out there. 90% of the paintings I’ve done are given away at random. Although I have an attic full of at least 30 paintings at this moment, I’m glad the majority of them are out there, somewhere, living their own lives.

This painting is very much inspired by the style of my teacher, Smokey Farris.

I Was Never Able To Pray Wheel me down to the shore where the lighthouse was abandoned and the moon tolls in the rafters. Let me hear the wind paging through the trees and see the stars flaring out, one by one, like the forgotten faces of the dead. I was never able to pray, but let me inscribe my name in the book of waves and then stare into →

Short video from the mini-cation we took this weekend. Ends abruptly as I got tired of editing. Echo Mt from Travis on Vimeo.

I got bored today and decided to make a quick film of me shooting at the target in my backyard. It didn't take long, as you can tell, but it was fun. I used my GoPro camera and a song by Fugazi. I'm shooting a Diamond Outlaw compound bow by Bowtech with Carbon Fiber arrows at a fake deer. It's →

For sale: baby shoes, never worn.   And that's it. 6 words. It always amazes me the power words can carry. This is an amazing story and my favorite story by Hemingway and I've read almost everything he's ever written.  

A photo from one of my hunts turned upside down:

It's hunting season and I've been doing a bit of hunting lately. I hunt with guides and I hunt alone. Hunting with guides is always much better, but it can be expensive. The price depends on what you'd like to kill, when and how many people you have with you. Duck hunting can range from $75-150 per day. For instance, →

0Title: Recipes in Bed Date: Jan. 2nd, 2012 Music: 8Ball & MJG - Turn Up the Bump Location: Sunset Valley, TX I thought of a great poem title this afternoon after taking the Christmas lights down from the house. The poem was called, "The Step-father in Me". I instantly thought it sounded very Sandusky at first, but this poem is timeless →

I've all but stopped writing poetry at this point and instead read it in great depth. I read poetry on a daily basis and pulp fiction when I feel like a change. Mostly western novels or military non-fiction. I profess to myself that I'm doing research and hoping to mature and change before I start my next body of work. →

My wife and I moved into our new place a month ago. One day I was in the backyard and my neighbor was hacking at a stump with a hatchet. I watched him awhile, then he saw me and came over to introduce himself. He didn't talk about the stump. Instead he told me that his cat went missing the →