Okay. The title of this post is not true. But here is a picture of an alligator I made in the second grade. When I was a kid we played with die-cast metal toys, traded Garbage Pail Kid cards, walked and rode our bikes to the other side of town (and sometime beyond) completely unattended, and knocked the wind out of ourselves doing penny drops on the jungle gym. Also, I was an artist.
It’s easy to admire a perfectly cloudless day on a mountain summit. It means we rarely consider our fears about coldness, damp, or the possibility of getting lost. In summer daylight runs long. There’s a swimming hole down the trail once we’re back in the hot, humid air of the trees. Perhaps there’s a cold beer at day’s end. We love these days because they are uncomplicated. Climbing the mountain was made less strenuous by the absence of clouds. Though I love this type of day, especially when traversing a long, exposed range of mountains; in my paintings I gravitate...
Here's what I've been up to in the studio for the last few months!
Watch an amazing cloudscape come together in this timelapse of my oil on canvas painting "Osgood Trail, Mount Madison, N.H." painted between February and April 2017. This is over twenty hours of painting time condensed into about a minute and half!