A large new sunset in the studio. It has become clear to me that I am obsessed with transitions of lighting. Fleeting moments that are so beautiful and momentary as to break your heart. This weekend I went to a celebration of life for my beloved Aunt. Life is just as temporary as the fading light… the reminders are growing. It is impossible not to dwell in these thoughts.
One of six paintings on the way to Horizon Fine Art Gallery in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. My parents happened to be heading back to Arizona to escape the weather of North Idaho. They wanted to check out the gallery in Wyoming and volunteered to drive some of my paintings south.
More inspiration from the forest. I am very fortunate to live close to a National Forest trailhead. I have been using it constantly and it renews my inspiration daily. With so much snow already building up, not sure if I will be able to keep it up… I will try.
I have been painting some of the local colors I see on my early morning hikes. Now it seems that winter has snuck in. This morning I will see if the trail is treacherous. No doubt there will be some winter imagery in the future.