Forest art is filling much of my studio. Beginning to narrow the collection of works for “The Woodlands” show at Higher Art Gallery in Traverse City, MI.
I think all of the galleries I send work to are currently shut down. A time of unknowns, will have to wait and see.
Brooding and fascinating, clouds are a constant source of inspiration.
Wandering around alone in the woods can be magical. It sounds a bit like a metaphor at the moment.
Nature has no emotion, making it feel very cruel at times. The natural world has and will always be my inspiration, the world is a beautiful place.
We just had a huge windstorm. The winds knocked down trees and took out the power all over the region. Nature always shifting, nothing stays the same. Even now the daylight is stretching and the sun is returning to the north.
Definitely one of my favorite recent works. It will be part of my solo exhibit at Abend Gallery in Denver this August.
This painting captures the spring transition here on Lake Pend Oreille. Currently much less snow than when I painted this a few weeks back.
Another painting in “The Woodlands” collection. I have an upcoming show at Higher Art Gallery in Traverse City, Michigan.
Time relentlessly washing over, eroding and churning. I find myself surprisingly old, solitary and drifting into eccentricity. Each morning I wonder, “what kind of weirdo are you today?” Time reveals my charming weirdo ways.
Atmospherics and lighting are always intriguingly me. When nature stops me in my tracks, I take note.
