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.
My Aunt Anna and Uncle Mike came through North Idaho on their way back to Wyoming. They had never seen this part of the state so it was fun to give them a little lake tour. I gave them this little sunset painting as my Aunt has talked about owning one of my paintings for years!
Once again you made me your fool. All those warm days and late nights the sun barely resting. I tried so hard to keep you by my side.
Now you are off to some southern land. I laugh as you go but I will never forgive you. I prize my solitude and I will cling to the darkness. Maybe I will pine over an old photo of you this winter. In April a sparrow might spark a faint memory.
I have been pretty obsessed with the sunrises and sunsets on Lake Pend Oreille. Conveniently I have a tough time sleeping during normal hours so that makes it easier to witness the incredibly early dawn.
Not to complain but I’m always a little sad after the summer solstice. The first official day of summer is also when the daylight starts to dwindle. That’s life in a nutshell.
My collection of four campfire paintings. I sold one of these and thought I better get a “family” photo of them before I mail off the purchased piece. These paintings are all 8″x10″ plus the dimensions of the floating frames.
I am starting a large collection of small works (and writing a long letter on a short piece of paper). After so many exhibits this year I am resetting a bit and approaching my work in a little different way. I am always experimenting and exploring.
Vacation time rolled around and I was fortunate to go to some of the prettiest country around with much of my family! Our ultimate destination was the Wind River Mountains but we took a day to tourist it up in Yellowstone National Park.
I have visited the park many times over the years and it is always stunningly beautiful. The number of cars and people in the park these days is the one negative point. It is a strange contrast between the natural beauty and the jostling sea of humanity.
Old Faithful is still reliable entertainment this eruption was witnessed by well over a thousand people!
One of my favorite animals trotted along the road through Hayden Valley. This valley is a massive expanse and one of the greatest places to see bison as they once were. This bull is still shedding it’s winter coat!
The colors in this spring were amazingly vibrant. This is one of the icons of the park that everyone has seen on the cover of National Geographic and park promotional images. From the walkway you only get a glimpse of the magical colors and how they blend together. From above it would be all the more dramatic!