Between juggling multiple jobs, life circumstances, and a touch of artistic burnout, I went about a year without touching a brush. But I’m back, ready to jump in with some new ideas in store.

Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But even the hairs of your...

Sometimes the canvas just has a mind of its own.

What could I have to learn from a toddler playing in the garden? A lot, apparently.

I love the view from where I am. So why would I want it to change?

Jayber Crow, foggy roads, and learning to trust God with my career.