First Epoxy Resin Art Piece

America the Beautiful, Epoxy Resin Art on 2 12 x 24 inch Canvases. For Sale $149, free shipping.


Thank you for visiting our webpage!

I just finished a new first and wanted to share it with you.  The background story of this art piece coming together can be seen in my latest two instagram links on the right for computer visitors and on the bottom below if your viewing this page on a phone.

If you aren’t on instagram, the short videos just capture my prep and completion of this project.

And so with 2018 unfolding before us, America is what we currently see.  May hope and confidence rest within you.

God Bless America

If you are interested in making this piece yours simply click on the link here or the photo above.  This piece is selling for $165 with free shipping.  Thank you for following our travels and creative journeys!

Scratch your creative itch and create your own!

What is alive inside of the universe of your imagination?!

What if you couldn’t fail?  And there was no one on earth with your inspiration?  Take a leap of faith and invest in your own creative self.


Oh Creativity. Creativity is powerful. It transcends the mind and enters the soul.  It moves the heart and causes us to feel winds of life. Creativity enters our senses, whether through interior design, music, cooking, art, or dance, and so much more. It’s the theater that causes us to cry and the fashion that leads industries. Creativity is the solution to the worlds problems and the builder of bridges that speak across the barriers of language.

Heaven is the origin of ideas. Heaven is the place color comes from. It’s the revealer of the unseen and the origin of society’s progress. The words that form the books that causes revolutions are the fruit of creativity and original ideas. Liberty is expressed through creativity.  Life is witnessed through expression. Our participation with creativity reminds us we too are the outlets of divine beauty in addition to our counterparts in nature.

Songs awake emotion buried deep beneath life’s experiences. Have you drank from the river of creativity. Is the taste fresh in your memory? There lies a thin veil between endless original movement and sound and our present reality. Everything is accessible. Anything is possible. Do not belittle or underestimate your innate ability to create.

My admonishment is to discover how creativity lives through you. It may be in computer coding, wood craftsmanship, the making of the perfect coffee drink, how you express financial spending trends, how you cause your loved ones to experience your love, the painting of your own nails, or even the style of your walk.

Life is made alive, life is made fun, through creativity. Creativity is a muscle that grows stronger the more you use it. Unique and new expression causes the sparkle to return to our eyes and causes childlike wonder in our spirits. Elementary education may unrecognize and underdevelop the power of creativity in young people but that is in part because its hard to quantify and we’re taught it doesn’t make as much money as practical skills like math and science, although both of those fields can be saturated with creativity as well.

In actuality creativity sells like Gold in any culture. Fashion, film, television, writing, singing, performance, advertising, theater, design, art, musical skill, fine dining, and the like, the best in all of these fields are priceless in their hiring and sought out all over the world. Creatives shape the reality everyone experiences every day, including the look of your home, the device your reading this on, the clothes your currently wearing, down to the packing of the food you have in your fridge.

I cannot communicate the importance creativity plays in God’s kingdom and the synergy heaven shares with life expressed through humanity. Our expression, humanity’s expression, is like the flower in bloom of our species. It appears not to have a necessity just as a flower but creativity is the beauty and aroma of our generation.

Character     Covenant     Creativity

Family     Freedom    Gift Giver

Joy    Judgement    Kindness    Trust

Love     Praise      Prayer     Self-love


Belief in Something Bigger than Understanding


I read and hear things being written or being preached but there seems to be vast areas of my life that have become normal to me that I just don’t hear articulated very much.  Keep in mind I’m not sharing a comprehensive Christian outlook or in any way am I teaching something that is absolute, but I find myself speaking about fringe     things that are sometimes common in riding the life of faith.  I just share them to encourage anyone out there to keep being different, keep being abnormal, and keep being courageous enough to be how God created you to be.

This idea came up a couple days in a row and I have/had zero energy to defend or explain it.  Let me introduce you to the idea through my paintings first then life later.  So I paint.  I paint at events, I paint at home, I like to do creative things and appreciate creativity.  Often, understandably, people come up and ask me what a painting means.  I have seen videos where people do art interpretation three different ways through three different observers and they pull worlds relating to their life experience and personal history from paintings.  Even scripture; a sentence may say one thing, but it speaks differently to different people in different seasons.  It’s alive; living through inspiration.

Life is more controllable and more comfortable when we interpret things, our reality, to mean one specific thing.  It’s logical, it makes sense, and we have right answers.  For some reason, years ago, God decided to slide me off the dance floor of right answers and ever since I have been swimming in a vague reality of the truth of love, three dimensionally swirling around every sort of reality and frankly, sometimes I don’t even remember which way is up.  In this water I am still dancing but my dance partner doesn’t move just back and forth but now my dance partner–which is inspiration–moves in ways I didn’t know I could follow.


And so in regards to my art for instance.  I paint what I see.  That’s what I do.  I don’t “do” art apart from inspiration.  I’m not religious about that or anything, I just lack desire to create things I understand.  So I buy a canvas as the home for something I’ve already seen in my head.  And in order for productivity to be had, some would say I now have to interpret it and clarify it in order for it to speak.  But inspiration speaks regardless of explanations.  And so I will go through a whole creative process, of seeing, creating, and passing along, without ever understanding what I’m doing the whole time.  It is to my benefit and the benefit of other humans beings around me if I trust inspiration and follow.  He knows every heart and every circumstance and is logically far more effective.

Am I against understanding?  Of course not, it is the spirit of God.  Do I think there is power when we move outside of the borders of our understanding in response to Holy Spirit?  Definitely.  In my life this applies to more than just art.  What about relationships, what about our jobs, what about responding to how God’s created you or something he’s called you to?

There are seasons of my life I don’t understand.  I heard a call, responded, I was myself, and left not knowing what God was doing through that and still don’t.  At times He’s even reiterated it through other people.  “I’m doing more here than you know at the moment.”  Okay… I guess I won’t reason away my “productivity” and move on to something else.  I’ll just continue being me…here.

Success in this life is so vastly different from anything the world paints as success or even the Christian church sometimes.  Success is a relationship.  A relationship where you care for the other person’s opinions and feelings, you listen and get to know them, you walk the same direction together, you believe them, trust them, and grow through your relationship with that person, who is the messiah of your life.

I see people sometimes debating decisions between following what they feel like God is saying or what seems to make sense from their perspective.  Whenever I hear someone say they chose what they felt like God was saying to them I want to leap and cheer and give hugs and high fives.  It comes down to: do you trust him?

I was challenged by God once to worship him, probably more than once, but specifically this one time.  I really carried that word.  Yes it means sing songs with your spirit, yes that means spend time in adoration, that is worship, but for me it meant something more at the time.  How did Christ worship?  Did he lead masses of people in songs and singing to the father?  Did he try to gather everyone together to petition the father concerning the Roman government and social injustices?

His worship in my eyes was his laid down life; his obedience, his surrender, his yes to the father, regardless of its appearance of success or failure.  He lived life in liberty and spoke the truth in order for others to participate with the freedom of life like he was.  Christ, through obedience, in his vast freedom, dared to respond and fail according to the eyes of the world.  God understands what he’s doing when he calls you into something.

He doesn’t misunderstand social security.  He doesn’t misunderstand your expensive education.  He doesn’t forget your history in that area of your life.  He doesn’t not see your inadequacies or your frustrations…or your lack of understanding.  But he didn’t wait for any of those things before going ahead and communicating with your heart anyway.  He knows all those things and understands them completely and still believes in you, and his ways that often offend others senses of normalcy and propriety.

There’s a whole unseen spiritual reality that you are already fully blessed in.  There’s a liberty in everyone’s life that’s been paid for.  There’s belief in something bigger than understanding.  And there’s risk to be had, and fear to laugh in the face of, regardless of having anything to show for our sowing, our response, our journey of love, or our choices.

And…I’m not waiting for understanding to come.  I get to continue to enjoy the ride, I get to continue to go, to listen, to speak, to create, to express, to pray, to rest, to enjoy and he is perfectly able to lead me, shepherd me, teach me, and guide me.  He’s always with me whether or not I understand.  Like a kid in the backseat not aware of a lot of the dynamics that go on the world of adults, I will enjoy the wind in my hair, the sun on my face, and leave the driving to someone who created the car, knows the way, and has invited me to come along for the ride.