Available Original Oils
A Break in the Weather, Oil on Linen, 30x40. 4500. I am from the Rocky Mountains and have always loved to observe the massive forces of nature in mountain-building. When I look at the Appalachian ranges, I see the same forces at work, later in the process and cloaked with life. This painting is from several sketches from a trip to North Georgia. I emphasized the movement of light and shadow across those ancient peaks, the abundance of life and water in this rugged landscape. To find out more, write to me. I would love to hear from you.
Brilliance, oil on canvas, 24x30, 3500. The Stones River near my house rises and falls with every rainstorm. In autumn, the river is low and the rocks are visible. This river lies at the bottom of an ancient ocean. The rocks are filled with fossils. New life surges along it - sycamores, mosses, herons and humanity. I choose to include life and humanity in my paintings. We are a part of this system. We are no more or less “evil” than any other creature trying to survive. To find out more, write to me. I would love to hear from you.
Pando, Oil on Linen, 24x18, 2500. My father was an artist and he took hundreds of reference photos all over the world. He offered his photo of the San Juan range for me to paint from. But I don’t paint from photos - so this is a combination of his image of the San Juans, plus a drawing I did of an aspen grove while visiting my brother in Colorado. This picture honors my brother, my father and my mother - she was on Hospice care at my brother’s house where I drew it. The voyage through this painting, from the bright foreground through the valley and to the shining mountains echoes my mother’s journey. To find out more, write to me. I would love to hear from you.
In the High Country, Oil on Canvas, 18x24, 2500. I did this painting from sketches I got in Wyoming, visiting there with some artist friends. Having lived in Wyoming, my vision of this scene has personal connotations. It is hard for a person to live at altitude in those mountains. Usually we find ourselves living on the prairie someplace…and we look at the glimmering heights and dream of heaven. The little house at the bottom of the canyon puts me in mind of people who got as close as they could. To find out more, write to me. I would love to hear from you.
Escarpment, Oil on Linen, 16x20, 1600. The geology of Tennessee includes escarpments that make me think of the Continental Shelf. At the bottom is the prehistoric ocean… at the top is the Cumberland Plateau rising to the Appalachian Mountains. Western artists fall in love with the mesas in the desert and the last light glowing across the tops. It happens here, too; all along the miles and miles of the Cumberland Plateau. The biggest difference is water: waterfalls and streams plunge down it all along its length. Trees and ferns crowd its sides and rivers meander along its base. To find out more, write to me. I would love to hear from you.
Solitude, oil on linen, 18x24, 2500. The great dunes of the Cape Cod National Seashore affect me the same way mountains do. These vast structures developed from the glaciers which left sand and rock in this area. I think I have an idea of what the person who was walking on the beach was feeling, alone in the wildness. To find out more, write to me.