
This tall painting is bound for my upcoming show on Vashon Island. Inspired by the shocking beauty of Lake McDonald in Glacier National Park.

This tall painting is bound for my upcoming show on Vashon Island. Inspired by the shocking beauty of Lake McDonald in Glacier National Park.

Some small pieces while I wrap up some very large work. It is difficult for me to focus strictly on framing and varnishing… had to squeeze in a little painting.

Today I am finalizing this painting. Still a ridiculous amount to get done for my upcoming exhibit on Vashon Island. The show opens October 4th but I have to deliver everything in one week. Lots of driving and even a ferry ride involved in this voyage. It has been a number of years since I have been on Vashon Island so I am sure it will be a fun little road trip.

Well it’s the weekend everybody! Actually for me it’s just another morning in the studio. I really wouldn’t have it any other way.
I am preparing work for my Vashon Island exhibit opening October 4th. I am also playing around with some small semi haunted forest paintings.

A very tall painting inspired by a summer trek to Glacier National Park. This piece will be at my October show on Vashon Island. The show opens October 4th at Vashon Center for the Arts. The exhibit will display the work of four artists.



One of my larger campfire paintings. This one is heading to Vashon Island for my next exhibit which opens October 4th. I will post more details about this show soon!

I live on Lake Pend Oreille which makes me pretty fortunate. The lake is the largest and deepest lake in Idaho. Most important of all it is incredibly beautiful. I feel inspired and in awe of the beauty, it is my muse.

This little painting went to Abend Gallery a while back. I am busy working on a body of work for a Vashon Island Exhibit in October then switching to smaller works like this for a number of galleries.

I keep dwelling on the changing Season. Maybe it is the coming of Fall that has me playing with Fire.

Winter Light, 20”x24” acrylic
So hard to let the summer go. Each year I promise to make the very most of the season. Yet it has slipped away while I was pushing paint around. Winter is coming, I don’t hate it. The silent isolation is made for painting.