I can’t help but to be aware of my insignificance in the Rocky Mountains. The mountains themselves are so immense, but that’s not what makes me feel small and vulnerable. The skies are in constant flux – it’s hard to know what’s coming, and never feels wise to get comfortable with the current weather. The summer is short, and seeing flowers in bloom on a hillside is a special occasion. This terrain is so imposing, so majestic and so grand. I am a guest here so long as my host is willing to be hospitable, but when I leave, it will take no notice. This place, where the mountains meet the skies, is preoccupied in the relentless choreography it has been dancing for millennia.
Giclee prints on paper are available here.
I woke early on this summer morning, and got the beach in time to greet the sun. The tide was on it’s way out, leaving ripples in the sand; and the ambivalent feeling that everything was brand new, while at the same time, just the same as it had been forever.
The original 10×12″ acrylic on canvas painting may be purchased here.
I based this painting on a photo I took looking Westward from Bear Hill on the Saanich Peninsula. It was January, and despite the bright light from the low hanging sun, there was a chill in the air.
The original 10×12″ acrylic on canvas painting is available here.
I was struck by the reflections of the rocks in the still water this early summer morning – the way the light was hitting them from the side and reflecting underneath made them appear like floating orbs and saucers.
The original 10×12″ painting is not for sale. Please enquire by email to firstname.lastname@example.org if you are interested in buying a print.
This is a painting that was commissioned by a customer who had spent time every summer with their family at the Sea Edge Motel in Parksville, BC for over 45 years.
I’ve spent time on holiday with my family in Parksville too, so I understand the magic of that place. As I painted this, I was reminded of long summer days in the warm shallows of the beach; where if I took the time to look down on my long stroll out to the water’s edge at low tide, I’d always find minnows darting this way and that, and a crab or a sand dollar sauntering about their business.
Prints are available on canvas or on paper.