Sweets of Talents from Sirce Kwai
It “ain’t heavy; it’s my watercolor.” Florida fresh water canals are many colors. Closer to the ocean, this one has more aqua colors…more pale blue greens. Florida floral landscape often burst off the reds. Sometimes these are native Floridian plants. Continue Reading …
Most of my students come from immigrant families. Many are immigrants themselves. My family were immigrants. Looking back on my America, I was raised during the “Melting Pot” era when everyone’s immigrant background was stuffed away and hidden to take Continue Reading …
I messed up. On this one, the child was younger, which means the head is just a tad too long. Children are rounder at the age I teach them. But he’ll grow into that stature. This is a young Portuguese Continue Reading …
To all my friends and families too…this is for you. Mostly, now that I am Grandma, and the baby has my senses, I need to ‘come out’….I’m not in the closet because my closets are too packed with art supplies Continue Reading …
The sparrow sized bird flew into my classroom. Instantly, it realized it was caught in a room and flew frantically in circles. It landed a few times on my American Flag and when tired, it rested on the neat piles Continue Reading …
Perfection. Mark Surloff was hired to shoot buildings at NASA. He planted his tripod and shot. This photograph resulted. On a normal day, Mark shoots and shares brilliant mall reflectives. Or he’ll shoot humor into what he sees around the Continue Reading …
Werewolf females charged into my classroom on Tuesday. The surprise attack came through the back door. Both were wearing teacher clothing and pretending to be teachers. But their snarls and spits were dead giveaways that they had eaten the teachers Continue Reading …
Rough surf day at the beach. This was a rough painting to accomplish. I’d say it isn’t what I intended but I worked it to where it was as done as it was going to get. More work on it Continue Reading …
I am in this man’s army. He was an ordinary soldier in the U.S. Army. That’s how he presented himself: as an ordinary citizen, soldier, breadwinner and father. However, I found him unique. My Dad was a righteous man. His Continue Reading …
The assisted living facility lunchtime gathering can seem like a long wait. One man took a nap. Sleeping before his lunch was very comfortable on the large sofa. Attendants were in the main hall making sure their oldies were still Continue Reading …