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Description: Primary colors swirl around you, unsure of how you've arrived on this plane of existence you can observe the patterns that condense and disperse across your vision.

Description: Your eyes open and your vision is blocked by long thin fingers covered in some red substance you hope is not blood. The fingers grip your face with a terrible force. Escape is impossible.

Description: The massive face looms on the horizon. Too big to comprehend, the shadows covering half its visage. The ancients knew secret techniques for carving stone at this size and you are determined to study their work.

Description: So many paths to choose some, overlapping options paralyze through excessive choice. Do they all link up? You'll have to travel them to find out!

Description: The final summit push awaits. Wind driven snow rushes off the ridge line. Stars sharp in the thin air above you as your goal is illuminated by the full moon.

Description: Mountains in Joshua Tree National Park. Large jumbled rocks filled the valleys between cliffs of sharp stone.

Description: My campsite in Joshua Tree National Park illuminated by headlamps inside my tent.

Description: Some mushrooms I found in Redwoods State Park on a hike.

Description: A photograph I took in Redwoods National Park of sunbeams coming through the trees.

Description: Done with ink pen and lots and lots of dots

Description: A old stone church in Saratoga, painted with Acrylic.

Description: Party Snail loves to party, don't disappoint.

Description: The rain storm was moving on, as you gaze from your cracked window. The sky looks wrung out, very pale and worn from the recent show it had put on. The forest is vibrant, greens leaping out, ecstatic with water and sun and life.

Description: Melting Rainbow sunglasses, what more is there to say?

Description: This primary color piece has a cartoonish appearance somewhat reminiscent of popart.

Description: A wall of frigid air hits you as you open your door. The snow drinks up every sound leaving deafening silence. Your balcony looks down onto several pines loaded with evidence of the storm from last night.

Description: She could tell she was still suffering from dimensional sickness, the plants split halfway up, taking on entirely different tones. She shook her head, hopefully it would wear off soon.

Description: The sun caresses your face with warmth as the music drifts lazily up the hill to where you sit. Bare toes wriggle in the grass and the paint is cool on your fingers.

Description: They loved their tiny multicolored asteroids, they provided all they needed. Flitting in-between them gave them great satisfaction. And so it was, until one day.

Description: All of a sudden the great eye opened. A pupil fixed the thief in place, huge, dancing with intense fire that she knew would come bursting from its great maw any second.

Description: It's back and slimier than ever! Fresh from the Pacific depths comes the radioactive SLIME!!

Description: Maybe there is more than one multicolored skull out there.

Description: Lilac waves crested and broke on the unbroken stretch of brilliant golden sand. Several planets hung in the air close to the horizon. On one side daylight shone brightly on everything, the other side was firmly in nights grasp. Do I go through?

Description: Backlit by the sunset he drags deeply on his spliff. A perfect end to a perfect day.

Description: I always start my day with several cups of coffee from my wooden mug I got in Finland.

Description: So many thoughts running through my brain.

Description: When the only thing between you and the night is a small flame.

Description: Death comes for us all, hopefully in crazy colors.

Description: What's going through my head when I paint? This is a pretty good visual.

Description: Every year hundreds of primary colored cubes drift through this certain section of space

Description: Inspired by my grandmother's work.

Description: Eyedrops, always necessary.