Abraham - Jun 2020

Spartan Youth Training (ah GOH gee, rhymes with doggie): You have been cast into the wild for one year. Given a burlap cloth, no food, no cell phone. Snow has begun to fall.

Joseph - Aug 2020

The Wrestler - Apr 2020

Many artists depict Jacob as an aged man in this oft-interpreted scene. For me, the thought such a person could wrestle an angel all night lacked credibility.

Helen - Nov 2018

Helen saw a chance to escape an arranged marriage. Menelaus saw an ally against his enemies. Paris saw the face that would launch a thousand ships. None saw the coming horrors or heard the Fates cackling.

Mary Magdelene - Before / Jan 2022

Sinner or First Disciple? Jesus’ lover and therefore threat to the Church? Or twist by modern feminists to fit an ideological agenda? Whatever the case, I chose, this, portrayal of an iconic and controversial woman only because I eschew the obvious. The overwhelming majority of images depicting her portray the ‘After’.

Gomorrah - Apr 2020

In researchng this scene, a pattern emerged such that the majority of depictions showed Lot and his family at a distance. When I zoomed in, it became clear why he was so anxious to get his daughters far from Sodom and Gommorah's depravity and wickedness. :-)

Sheherazade - Jul 2021

With a dismissive wave, the Sultan ended the day's business. Ministers and viceroys gathered their portfolios, casting sidelong, lascivious glances toward the Vizier's daughter. Evening's onset heralded Sheherazade's entrance and tonight the Sultan eagerly awaited hearing the ending to the Water Fowl and the Tortoise.

Delilah - May 2021

Samson - Jul 2018

Selene - Jun 2022

Despite the considerable competition one might expect on Olympus, even Zeus himself could not resist the charms and allure of Selene, goddess of the moon, who bore him four children. However, It seems Selene, ardent and passionate in her own right, needed something more than Zeus. She moved on to give Endymion, a mortal, fifty children

Selene - Jun 2022

A peek into the production process as decisions are made whether a particular variation is more suitable than another

Selene - Jun 2022

A third variation. Which would you have selected?

Agoge - Feb 2018

Spartan Youth Training (ah GOH gee, rhymes with doggie): You have been cast into the wild for one year. Given a burlap cloth, no food, no cell phone. Snow has begun to fall.

Size - Feb 2018

"Are you aware, Agis, of the force's size opposing you?"
"Mind yourself, Ephor. Spartans do not ask how many. Only where?"

Synonyms - Feb 2018

"Are you going to fight for Sparta, Papa?"
"No, my child. I go to fight for you."

Young Leonidas - Aug 2020

A classic scene from a legendary movie

Bath House - Dec 2016

Athenian Luxury.

Bath House - Dec 2016

Athenian Decadence

Troy - Mar 2019

Dawn had begun to splinter the night but only crackling flames disturbed the stillness. He raised his face to once more greet the sunrise. In the pre-dawn light, he had briefed his commanders: Phoenix, Eudorus, Peisander, Menesthius, Alcimedon, good men all. Horns would sound the final assault as he charged the ramparts.

Many had fallen to the savage arc of his sword, but he remembered none of them. Except Hector. How many more would fall today? Achilles reached down to rub his heel. It ached.

Achilles - Jun 2020

For those whose hair just ignited, no. This is not a historically accurate portrayal.

Akylos - Feb 2019

It is left to us, the descendants of time immemorial, to imagine a moment in the world of history's greatest warrior birthed by the goddess, Thetis. Countless many who saw her son did not survive it.

Acquisition - Jan 2019

When prudish historians sat down to chronicle the legends of Arthur and the Lady o' the Lake, they left out a crucial detail

Accused - Oct 2018

"I counsel caution, Sire."
"Caution? They've accused me of debauchery. With my sister!"
"Indeed, brother. Such impudence cannot go unpunished."
"Sire. The army is in Solasti. All you have is the castle garrison and court guards."

"There's two of them!"
"They're Templars, Sire."

Restoration - Dec 2020

"Baron Malsen and his men are not long gone. Are you the only one to arrive?"
"A Templar has arrived m'Lady."

"Then if my and my family's honor would be restored, please good Sir, let it be by the sword my father used so valiantly to establish it."

Greystoke - Jul 2021

Jane stopped. How could I have been so stupid? Enthralled by the lush beauty surrounding her, it now threatened to become her grave. Everywhere she looked, only more jungle stared back. It left her disoriented, disconnected. Lost. Think, Jane, think!

Darting eyes shifted her gaze to the impenetrable canopy overhead. She had left the mission with the sun behind her. Finding it would give direction. There! A tiny speck of blue. She pushed through the thick, dense foliage until a small clearing opened before her. Angled shadows pointed toward the sun. A breath filled with relief escaped.

From a mound scant yards away movement burst to life. Two sleeping lions popped their heads up, eyes locked onto her, gauging the distance. As if anticipating the inevitable, nothing moved, nothing stirred. The jungle quieted and stilled. Jane's heart sank. She had no chance. No chance at all.

Above, tree leaves rustled. Something whooshed and whirred through them.

Jane looked up to see a shadow descending. High up, a branch groaned from the suspended weight. A primordial, primitive being hung before her. Powerful muscles bulged, flexed, and rippled. A mere hand gesture froze the lions in place. Jane tried to remember what she had ever seen as beautiful. "Who are you?"

A lion growled at the sudden disturbance. The man's head snapped around. A sound erupted from his throat that swelled and echoed off the trees, a cross between a bark and a grunt. Savage, guttural. Jane had never heard anything like it and stood startled in place. The lion's ears flattened.

His gaze returned to her with eyes that penetrated her innermost core. She felt stripped and naked but curiously never more safe. His head turned, nostrils flaring at some detected scent.

Agile as a cat, he dropped to the ground, dashing into the forest. Only bobbing plant leaves hinted he had ever been there. The lions took off behind him.

Once more, the jungle came to life with the chitter of birds and insects. Jane turned toward the sun and home. She still felt lost.