While at home I found, tucked in Dad’s leather photo album, a couple of articles from newspapers about the capture of a one-winged pelican…an act that got me thinking about art as a vehicle of remembrance and Covenant.

Based on this narrative, I began to paint endangered species.  To some extent, humanity is riding the rough seas…in the pouring rain…still in a fragile ark.  What is it that we do about any of that?

Brown Pelican