Along my favorite hiking trails, I look forward to seeing particular trees. I’m drawn to their shapes, the curvature of their limbs, the shade they offer, or the feeling they invoke. Over time, I feel like I know them, and that they know me. I’ve had my eye on this particular bend in the trail. I like the way the tree leans over, toward the bridge and the rock, greeting those that pass. Just as people are unique in their character, so are trees. As I painted this tree’s portrait, I felt like I was painting an ‘Old Friend’.
en plein air
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While doing some plein air painting on a brisk January day, I came across this gigantic rabbitbush. It still had several of its colorful blooms. Startled by the sheer size of the bush and enthralled by the sky and frozen pond, I knew this would be my next painting.
I hoped to convey the drama of Colorado’s winter sky. Will the storm blow in or move on? I also wanted to create a sense of texture and the feeling of windswept space. By creating such a large bush, I hoped to instill a feeling of the size and magnitude. How old is this bush? What has it seen? How long will it remain?
Rocks pile and tumble against the alpine blue sky of Wyoming. From a distance, the rocks appear to be building blocks for a giant toddler. Here they sit, forgotten in the eons of time. Contrasted to the hard, sharp rock, aspens dance in the breeze, their golden fall colors warm and bright.
en plein air
Each fall the trees beckon. “Come and paint me”, they call. “Look at how beautiful I am. Do you see how inviting it is in the cool shade of my canopy?” Inspired by a plein air painting session at Bobcat Ridge Natural Area just outside Fort Collins.
8×10, oil on panel
A simple moment caught in time. A young girl sings a song and twirls an umbrella. A cell phone camera captures the moment. That moment is shared among friends. The artist eye sees that moment and the urge to paint is there.
I can see the painting in my mind’s eye. “Sure!” Mom says. “I’d love to see you paint this!”
We talk about what the painting could be, i throw out some ideas. Then, back in the studio, I dive deeper into the image and realize that so much is said in so little.
Fall Along the River
Watching fall arrive along the South Platte River in Colorado is a special treat. The water drifts past, placid and gentle. The cottonwoods shift from green to shades of orange and bright yellows. The grasses glow, almost iridescent in the sunshine. Yet, in the shade, the air is cool and refreshing. While sitting on a log, painting this scene, I watched flock of wild turkeys fly across the river, minutes later, a pair of doves drifted past. And, while I didn’t see them, I know that deer, beaver and muskrat are nearby, busily preparing for winter.
en plein air
The Courtyard Archival Print
For over 2500 years, the Etruscans have inhabited the hilltop town of Bagnoreggio. Once a haven from marauders, the residents now fight against time and nature. The volcanic tuff upon which the village was built tumbles down the hillside and disappears on the wind. Year after year, they rebuild and repair. And, the flowers continue to bloom. Someday, they too will disappear.
This Limited Edition Archival Giclée is printed on smooth 100% acid free cotton rag, natural white, heavyweight fine art paper. As an archival, museum quality paper, this print has a light fastness rating of 100+ years under normal indoor lighting conditions.
The print is shipped in a protective clear envelope with acid-free foam core, ready to present as a gift or frame.
Each print is numbered and signed by the artist.
Civita di Bagnoreggio, Italy
Size: 7 1/8×10 with a half inch white border
Limited to 250 prints.
original painting, egg tempera, 7 1/8×10
Snowies in Summer
Each summer, I spend several days exploring this mountain range. On this particular day, I hiked from Lake Marie (the far distant lake) to the top of this 13,000 foot ridge where I found this spot to look out over the range and the lakes. This particular view faces south, looking out to the Colorado mountains. I’m always amazed by the number of wildflowers that come into bloom for such a short period of time each summer.
Peach Study in Pastel
I’ve been looking forward to summer and doing a peach study in pastel for a larger painting. Each year, Morton’s Organic Orchards sets up their fruit stand at the nearby farmer’s market. They begin with cherries that are so deep and dark in color, flavor and sugar that I feel ‘drunk’ after just a few morsels.
Following on the heels of the cherries, the peaches arrive. Clingstone peaches appear first – small and sweet. Then, giant freestone peaches arrive by the truckload, covered in peach fuzz. They line up, ready to be turned into pies and jams and in my case, ice cream and smoothies.
These little orbs of sweetness are surprisingly solid. I wanted the viewer to feel as though they could be picked up and held, as well as eaten.
pastel, still life, 5×5