Spearfish Canyon Tranquility
The restful sounds of rustling grass, bubbling streams, and birds chirping are mixed with the unforgettable scent of the pine.
Spearfish Creek Refreshing
Spearfish Creek
Coming Unstrung
Coming Unstrung 8 x 8″ Watercolor and Ink on Claybord Trade beads originate from all “corners” of the Earth. Some were then strung and others remained unstrung. This again offers opportunity for metaphor…
Lost and Found II
Stillness mixed with the roar of the surf coming in: look for treasure in life’s simple gifts.
Trade Turned Dark
Trade beads have a dark history of human enslavement and deception.
Spearfish Canyon, Savoy, 2014
In Spearfish Canyon, near a bend in the road known as Savoy, is a perspective cut in the vista that I have painted numerous times.
Lost and Found I
Something lost to time often is once again “discovered” and such is humankind’s cyclic nature.
Treat the Earth Well
Feel the earth and don’t irrevocably alter nature. We must do all what is in our power to protect the environment for future generations…. Remember: the earth does not belong to us: it is loaned to us by our children.
The Badlands at Dawn
This is the first painting of the day that I painted on site at Badlands National Park.
The Miller Farm
This is a Spearfish area landmark in my eyes. This dairy farm now is host to llamas and always worth a glance as I drive by. It glows with freshly painted white and red grandeur and echoes days gone by for me. In watercolor, I strive to leave a lot of white in my compositions. The freshness of the watercolor …
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