Defying all odds, Texas wildflowers bloom in very hard places.
Hope eschews easy answers and refuses to sit down. Hope is why I paint, fight, and breathe.
The dichotomy of controlled chaos versus chaotic controls is the foundation of hope.
With wildflower in one hand and pen in the other, a delicate drawing commands the canvas. Blossom inspired color comes next. The hand returns to resolve the painting.
Control is deceitful. We work with what we have.