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To doings as of late


The Deering Estate Miami Florida (SOLD)


The Deering Estate Miami Florida


The Biltmore Hotel of Miami Florida


The Biltmore Hotel of Miami Florida



Oak Hallow Studios Carthage North Carolina




Across the street from my house! Weston Florida


Weston Florida

Oak Hollow Studios Carthage North Carolina




Oak Hollow Studios Carthage North Carolina



...and more to come.  These are a few things that I have been working on since my last newsletter. If you do not receive that newsletter contact me and I will get you on the list. These works that you see above are all painted on location. I took an amazing workshop in North Carolina with renowned painter Marc Dalessio. We spent a week on a beautiful property run by the most gracious and generous host Carmen Gordon. The official name of the place is Oak Hollows Studio. I am keeping the momentum going by painting locally. Keep an eye on this blog as I will keep posting, better yet find me on Instagram or Facebook where I keep the most up to date news on my work. Thank you. 
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