My art celebrates beautiful things discovered in life’s humble places. Hiking provides me opportunities for discovery. It doesn’t matter if it is the beach or mountains. Inevitably I come home with treasures I have found on the ground: a scarred clam shell, a gigantic but fallen poplar leaf, or a rock well-rounded by erosion. In my eyes, their imperfections make them beautiful. Often, hidden in the wonder of a sunset or the vastness of a mountain view, a singular humble place will catch my eye. Perhaps it is a gnarled tree or the anonymity of a farmer on his tractor in a vastness of green. Textures, shapes, and patterns from other people’s discard provides more discovery. The potential for discovering beauty is endless. Whether natural or manmade, small or large, beauty is in humble places. It is a blessing to discover and share with others.