A small study in the studio today. Our snow has turned back to rain and watching it on the water is always a meditative experience.
This is one of two paintings I am packing up. They will be shipped to Horizon Fine Art Gallery in Jackson Hole. I am thankful for all the galleries around the country that are asking for my work. It is tough making a living as a painter, galleries are one of the components I rely upon.
December 1st, it seemed like the last day to hike up Gold Hill without snow. So I made the 6 mile round trip excursion this morning. It’s such a beautiful view and great exercise, sorry I didn’t make more hikes to the top this year. As I type this the snow is piling up outside. At this point it is on the ground for the season!
It was in the low 20’s during the hike. By the end I pulled my water bottle out of my jacket and it had frozen!
Another small water piece. This one sold along with other 10″ water painting I recently posted. I am varnishing them now!
Another autumnal painting inspired by North Idaho. The leaves have pretty much all fallen now. I was meaning to do more fall imagery, maybe I will do some larger ones as the seasons change.
We are preparing to enter our 4th winter living in North Idaho on the shores of Lake Pend Oreille. I realize the calendar says winter starts well into December but that’s not really the case here.
The mountains are accumulating snow and the lower country, where I live, is supposed to get around 10″ of snow next week! I call it the forever snow as it will be on the ground until sometime in April.
The lake drew me here, a muse, an endless source of inspiration. Nature on display in grand fashion. Though winter is long it is exceptionally stunning. I love the snowy silence of winter in the studio. The good time summer vibe is over, but Lake Pend Oreille remains. It turns out I much prefer the desolate waters of winter.
Note: By February I will be pretty excited about summer…
We noticed your shuffle. My hero years shorter. I am your failed echo. My own dragging an imitation.
Chasing the beautiful colors of fall. I decided I had better try to capture just a little of the fall magic. The colors have been stunning and quickly shifting by the day.
For me inspiration is happiness, much desired but elusive. It is the fuel that powers motivation and makes for possibilities.
I force myself to start on a new work, make that first mark. If I surrender doubt, I get lost in the process of painting. Creativity is an adventure that generates its own form of inspiration.
In my life I have felt like a negative soul. Still it seems the act of creation is an act of optimism.
Enjoying these modest sized panels. I have been prepping a lot of large boards as well, mixing up the scale.