BREAKAWAY, 6 am Practice, Short Excerpt #1The lights were off. It was completely still and silent inside, the ice perfectly smooth and matte. A thin layer of dry fog hovered over...
Letter to My DaughterThe real truth is this - I have only one meaningful thing to send you off with into your years of military service - it is the deepest...
Lines and ShapesI live with racing thoughts, often talk too much, and reveal myself too quickly. I am intentional when searching for and shooting lines...
Hockey Stick Frames and Original ImagesHockey Fine Art My relationship with ice hockey began with my father dragging us up and down the West Coast in the family VW camper van...