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 out of my sight the sun was popping through. It reminded me of a story or a fairy tale where some traveler, wandering through the woods, feeling tired or lost, growing weak and ready to give up, suddenly spied a bit of light just out of their field of vision. And that warm light gave them hope and the energy to continue. It was the warmth and reassurance of a promise.

Oil on linen panel     8-1/4”  X  6-3/4”