My first dreams of waves were as a toddler in my bed on a hill in Wisconsin, long before I had ever been to an ocean, let alone felt the power of its waves. ...

I wander the fields, Paddle in amber waves. Again I am woken by my own visions.

This image just came from sketching. I started playing with waves forming into multi-faceted and directional mountain forms . This was the sketch that I fir...

Despite its overuse, I feel that Hokusai’s Great Wave off Kanagawa remains as one of the truly incredible images to grace humanity, and is a continuing inspi...

It might seem odd, growing up in Wisconsin and having rarely lived less than a few hours from the ocean that I should dream of waves, but there they are: a...