The Year I Didn't Eat

Sometimes His Hands Hurt, Sometimes I Can't Draw

Sylvia

In Between

Samantha and Me

Columbine Cemetery

New Years Eve

Max had to Die

Dot's Diner

Homecoming and Crumpled Chicken Bits

Swimming with Strangers in Lake St. Clair

Snow in Tasmania

Halloween

The Merri

Summer in Melbourne

Cora

Haunted Places

Pencil, water color and ink on paper

This is a guy my family knew when I was young. He basically was just living above the army surplus store. He wore berets and sang a lot and had martinis for breakfast. He's now living on a boat in Florida. I don't know if it is a raft or a yacht, but neither would surprise me.
I was six or seven here, and yes, I thought I saw a scary ghost lady too. 

Dad Gets Sick

Pencil on Paper

F@#% cancer. Cancer is a C@$%