Menutaur on the Mountain

16x20”
Available

What was once a raging bull,
destructive and strong,
now finds peace in the rhythm,
playing cello all night long.

Painted at a Bella’s Bartok show 2023

Caretaker at the Creek

48x36”
Acrylic on Canvas
2023
Available

He sat among the flowers and faeries
After a day of talking to trees
From darkness, he learned to see beauty
and is now a source of peace.

Energy grows in his bones
and a sound comes from his bow.
He draws it back
In time, on track
Like breathing, he plays in flow.

He plays his tunes that echo through the hollers
and the hollers always sing back.
The mist shines gold in the setting sun
Mountain’s glow can’t be matched

Though the creature was created through violence
The war has long been over
So now he wants to walk the mountains,
protecting the trees and waters.

You’ll hear him in these ancient hills
in the crickets and the frogs
you’ll hear it come from cracks in rocks
and under fallen logs.

The faeries dance in the day’s last light
and he plays his last little tune
the trees start to shine
like the stars in the sky
under the rising moon.

Painted from a view of Camp Creek State Park in southern West Virginia after a week of rain.

Creature At Cascade

8x10”
Acrylic on Canvas
2022
Available

Not quite of this world
There is wonder in this place
I feel, and I see

I have always been
Yet newly manifested
gently exploring

This place is the same
But I see it with new eyes
New soul, new body

Stretching in the sun
dancing slowly with the rays
This piece of peace sings

I’m not whom I thought
Reflected in the water
Stares something greater

Blessing at Brush Creek

16x20”
Acrylic on Canvas
2022

The trees bend towards her majesty
the birds sing to her arrival
The Queen appears with a merciful smile
She’s happy to know of your survival

She graces you with shining rainbow light
You are her bright and shiny knight
She looks at you with loving eyes
She’s come to give you a surprise

“Be gentle, pet; now you may rest
for your body must be weary.
This task is not
for the faint of heart,
I’ve seen your might shine clearly”

Your legs give out under the weight of the mind
tears start streaming from your eyes
“Rest” is foreign, but you go no further
Rest is violently given if it cannot be nurtured.

The Queen smiles and says goodbye
Even in pain, you know she’s right
you lay your head and say goodnight
You’ll need your all at the next fight.

Spriggan at Pipestem

14”x18”
Acrylic on Canvas
2022

Autumn leaves color the trees like fire
Mycelium fruits from spores.
Magical pyres
And thorny briars
Open ancient doors.
The water moves with gentle waves
Cold air blows from the North.
From distant plains
Here walks the Fae,
Watch as one comes forth.
The spirit consumes the offered fruit
and grounds itself to trees.
Its feet take root
as branches shoot
And now it is set free.