Yon Oak

7″x5″ pastel on sanded paper

This was another quick study, there was a brief rain, not at all gloomy. I loved how the grey and yellow worked together in the Sky.

Live thy Life,

Young and old,

Like yon oak,

Bright in spring,

Living gold;


Then; and then



Gold again.

All his leaves

Fall’n at length,

Look, he stands,

Trunk and bough

Naked strength.

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Chama River Valley

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.

Resplendent Gold

September is a wonderful time in northern New Mexico, you can feel the excitement and anticipation of the changing of the seasons. The air is quite cool in the morning and evenings, but still warm and sunny in the afternoons. The Aspens, Chamisa, and Cottonwoods are all turning gold. I spent the day hiking with a dear friend outside Santa Fe, NM. We hiked through a Quaking Aspen grove and enjoyed crisp, sunny air, and the outstanding golds and yellow. The hiker is a delightful chap named Dick, from Connecticut, that we met on the trail.