Three woodland fairies, the Wood Roses, scamper across a piece of tree bark in the forest. Each one is a fairy blossom, each one a beautiful rose. Look how much joy they scatter as they frolic! Bronze, 9″ H x 14″ W x 5″ D

Under Grey Skies, the Stream Meanders

Usually, grey skies equal lifeless paintings. WIthout the directional light from the sun, there are no strong shadows, little definition and little depth. This afternoon, however, I loved discovering all of the gentle nuances carried in the layers of greens. from the edge of the stream to the forested mountains beyond. This time, the lack

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Autumn Breaks

Quiet woodland moments, sheltered from an occasional drizzle by the canopy above. Sunlight dancing in and out as the clouds momentarily part, bringing the pallete to life. Surrounded by towering pines and firs, pillars of evergreen no matter the weather, no matter the season.  A few trees in leaf, none so tall as their always-green neighbors.

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Carl Jung is said to have had in his office a plaque in Latin which read, “Vocatus atque non vocatus, deus aderit.” That translates as, “Bidden or unbidden, God is present.” That resonates with me.  And as an artist, finding my home in God and the inspiration for many of my works in His work

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Through the Woods and Shadows

I have painted in this spot twice and each day was markedly different than the other. This afternoon was hot and the light, fairly flat; the mountain slope beyond has almost no shape. Even the values of the trees at center are not too dissimilar. What stopped me this day was the strength and pride

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Fairy Tale Sunlight

I am fascinated by the way sunlight teases and plays with us. I was standing in a small park in the foothills of the Rockies when I saw this small gravel road winding through it.  As I stood there, I noticed that the flat afternoon light had changed and that just around the bend and just

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