8″x10″ original oil on panel.
Ouchita Trail, Arkansas
A new day! A sunrise painting is my perfect reminder: today is a new day. New hope. Another try. Another day to celebrate ordinary moments. One little thing I celebrate in this painting, are all the juicy, wonderful strokes of paint!
💕 Please enjoy a celebration of pink paintings this month, in honor of breast cancer awareness. I paint for my friends and family who have fought the good fight against cancer, for their families, and for all caregivers who help along with the journey toward a healthy self (body, soul, and spirit). In my strokes of pink, are prayers of strength and healing.
10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper
I got up at 3am and hiked hard uphill for hours to earn this sunrise. I could hear John Denver singing “Rocky Mountain High” as I watched these colors change he was writing about a meteor shower, but this sure did look like fire in the sky, so I sang it anyways.
8″x10″These girls are so strong, and so sweet. I loved that they were hiking holding hands on the amount Massive Trail. However, if I were to be completely honest, I painted this because their shadows look like little yetis, and the shape delighted me.
10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper”The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope.” -John Buchan
10″x8″ pastel on sanded paperPlein air of fly fishing in turquoise lake. Beautiful day! My cast iron skillet awaits.
I imagined this lovely day. One day I will see this trail in the fall, perhaps it will look something like this.
The light was subdued on this cold, rainy afternoon. The forest, and trail were still beautiful.
After a delightful day of hiking on the ranch, I squeezed in a plein air painting. It was a beautiful evening, and a I had the great company of my old friend Brandon. The light was flat, but the air was crisp!
I did this plein air painting yesterday afternoon just before the sunset. I loved the way the light snuck through the valley and spilled out onto the river bank. It touched all of the yellow plants and turned them GOLD. Beautiful. I painted with Christ in The Desert Monastery to my back. When the bell rang for Vespers the light had changed drastically, so I packed up and slipped into the chapel to chant with the monks. What a beautiful way to end the day.