Thursday, December 30, 2010

THE BRIDGE

     I was just looking for something a little more dynamic and different today. Gazing at water running from a bridge has always facinated me. It makes me wonder where all that water came from, what's the source, the beginning. Standing on a bridge makes me feel sort of suspended in time, between the past and the future...evaluating the choices I've made to get there and the ones I will make to get me where I want to go, and deciding where that might possibly be.

Monday, December 27, 2010

FAT FREE SHAD

     The two little lures are telling the "Fat Free Shad" to go out there and kick some Bass Butt.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Man On Train


      This scene again has that sun warming effect on me. My little dog is laying in the sun right now, soaking up those wonderful rays.
     After Christmas is over, I wonder at what Santa does? He's been so busy for the last couple months. I thought he might just shave off his beard and hop aboard a train like this fellow and travel from town to town. Just letting time drift by... nice and slow.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Vail Calf


      I guess I'm in the mood for farm animals. This handsome little guy was out playing around in this sunny meadow up in Vail, Colorado one day.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Soaking up some rays.


 
      Felt like doing some more of the Ghost Town chickens. They look so comfortable laying in the sun. If I was a chicken I could easily cozy up right there with them. That's after having my fill of grain and other interesting tib bits that chickens eat.

Monday, December 20, 2010

YELLOW CAR


      This was the first vehicle I saw when I walked up the hill to the old Ghost Town. It blew me away! I immediately thought that it was about the coolest car I ever saw. Something classy and yet rugged and almost timeless about it. The first time I painted it, I had to wipe it out, just wasn't working. I like this one much better.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

DREAM LAKE

     I had to snow shoe a couple miles up to this spot twice to get this painting. The first time I got up there and started painting when a snow storm came up. I could barely see the mountain in the distance. The temperature really dropped and my paint was freezing. I put my tube of white inside my down vest pocket wrapped in a hand warmer. I finished the painting, but when I got it home I knew I had to go back and do another one on a sunny day, so I did.