His prized collection…
Inspired by The Littlest Angel.

The things that you can find.

Seashell sellers by the sea.

War Poetry.

Contemplating the implications of some of my beliefs.

Sometimes even the most valuable treasure doesn’t glitter or gleam.

Distressing sounds coming from a pier overlying the water, with a wind that roars as it hits the shore and pier, very unhappy, very lonely.

Micheal questioned if a mermaid existed at all for all his life.A fishing trip turned bad convinced him otherwise that they existed.this may not convince you but it was fun to write.

A little bit of my life with my children.

I’ve painted the shells from my collections.