
Final studio capture of this winter scene. Inspired by my short walk to the art studio. Winter has been lovely but I am looking forward to a change in the season.

Final studio capture of this winter scene. Inspired by my short walk to the art studio. Winter has been lovely but I am looking forward to a change in the season.

I am wrapping up a big new Art Commission arranged through Abend Gallery in Denver, Colorado. This one she brings the magic and the mystery. I keep saying I won’t do more commissions. The commissions have all been rewarding this year… but seriously this might be the last, for a little while.

Another strangely optimistic painting in the studio. I have been obsessively listening to news podcasts and watching just about every other news source on television. It always feels like the end of days and just seems to get worst. I don’t have much faith in the human animal… but here is a bit of visual hope.

Locals are calling it “the big melt off”, which is definitely the case. Winter doesn’t really give up the ghost around here until April so it isn’t time to put away the snowblower just yet. This is one of my favorite winter paintings of the season. It is also my favorite painting size at the moment.

This painting is being shipped to a buyer in Florida. So many sales in Florida these days. I know have some friends moving to Florida, I am still in the snow country.
Just a note the title has nothing to do with pessimism. There is a town called Hope, Idaho… east of me where I often catch the moon rising. I don’t generally explain titles but this one, for once, wasn’t dour.

Final studio capture of this newly finished painting. Still working towards my solo show in June at the RiverSea Gallery in Astoria, Oregon. This one might be part of that exhibit…


As a painter I have the freedom to follow my whims wherever they ramble. I am pursuing some work that is a bit more fantastical with no specific plan. The day I started to make real progress on this piece I found out Mark Lanegan passed on. Sadly that is burned into my brain, maybe appropriately so.

I am taking some high resolution studio photos of recent work. This hopeful painting is willfully contrary to all the dark news. I wish I could focus on the gifts in life.

More nocturnal painting happening in the studio. Outside the wind is howling and everything is frozen. The moon is beautiful yet indifferent.
Some of the most dramatic colors at sunset occur in the opposite direction of the descending sun. A wild punch of color illuminates the mountains to the east. I ran through the snow to film this and the color was intense and fading fast. Summer is gorgeous but that low winter light is magic.