Contrails and utility poles doing their best to frame the setting sun.
SOLD23 December 2010
22 December 2010
21 December 2010
19 December 2010
18 December 2010
Shafts of Light, 6x6, A/C
17 December 2010
Procession, 5x7, Acrylic/Canvas
Here are some nonsensical, rambling journal notes that a younger version of myself wrote while leaning on this very tree...
and it goes on and on. Maybe I lean on trees too much.
But I don't think so.
14 December 2010
Aspen Road
One of the old timber tracks on the flanks of the West Elks, gradually being consumed by the aspen grove.
SOLD
to a collector in Crested Butte, CO
10 December 2010
09 December 2010
08 December 2010
05 December 2010
Mass
04 December 2010
03 December 2010
02 December 2010
01 December 2010
30 November 2010
Winter, Imagined
A mental image (one of many) of Mill Creek that is imprinted somewhere in the tangled bracken of my head.
SOLD
to a collector in Woodland Hills, CA
29 November 2010
28 November 2010
27 November 2010
26 November 2010
21 November 2010
11 November 2010
17 October 2010
Ribbons, 5x7, Acrylic/Board
It's amazing when the angle of the sun matches the angle of the slope. All sorts of tiny little hills and valleys show themselves for those few minutes.
SOLD
SOLD
16 October 2010
13 October 2010
12 October 2010
01 September 2010
31 August 2010
30 August 2010
28 August 2010
26 August 2010
Autumn Gold
SOLD
An especially vibrant grove on a bluebird day in the Little Mill Creek drainage. This grove is outstanding every year.
25 August 2010
24 August 2010
23 August 2010
22 August 2010
20 August 2010
18 August 2010
17 August 2010
Three Windows, 5x7, A/C
I don't get to use a bold green very often. I find that Ma Nature's green is usually shifted one way or another on the wheel. That's why this plywood door caught my eye. This is another building on the new-development chopping block. Is it just me, or does it kind of looks like it's yelling at you?
SOLD
to a collector in Oro Valley, AZ
16 August 2010
Time and Space, 8x6, Acrylic/Canvas Panel
Watching the darkness of space recede towards the zenith as a new day begins. It's mind boggling to think of all the motion involved here...driving at a certain speed, beneath clouds that are moving at their own pace, chasing the sun as it arcs across the sky, all on a spinning earth, each going in its own direction, like cogs driving each other around. And somehow it all stays together. You think about odd things when you drive a billion miles a year. I think this one would be fun on a six foot canvas.
SOLD
to a collector in St. Louis, MO
14 August 2010
Sixth St. Sunset, 8x6, Acrylic/Canvas Panel
12 August 2010
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