For Shareen

Shareen Ewing and I were friends for more than fifty years. She passed last year, and this website is dedicated to her — not as a memorial page tucked away in a corner, but as the reason the whole thing exists.

Shareen lived surrounded by art. Her husband Bob painted the Colorado she loved: the Rockies, the plains, the rivers, the animals that move through them. Her son Kyle spent more than ten years drawing and re-drawing the geometry of the Great Pyramid until the lines came out right. Both of them made work that deserved more than a closet and a stack of frames.

So we are bringing it out. Prints made over the last forty years, brought back into circulation so that this generation can live with them. Originals, still in the frames Bob built for them. And Kyle’s graphic art, which nobody outside the family has really seen until now.

There is a practical purpose underneath the sentiment, and I would rather say it plainly than dress it up: the money from this gallery goes toward supporting Kyle, who is disabled, for the years after his father is gone. Every print that leaves here does that work.

And there is a spiritual purpose too. These are fast, strange days on our planet home. How we choose to live in them — with grace, with attention, with each other — is the quiet subject of everything on this site.