When Northern Lights dance across the night sky, they quickly disperse and flow.

When & where does the painting begin?

It’s in the evanescent whispers where the painting heartbeat is born.
The flash of brilliance essence & light so fleeting, you question if you really witnessed it.

Northern lights- from my Dad’s deck May 12.

Art connects people emotionally to the natural outdoors.
A reminder of what’s out there, and the richness of its spirit.
Powerful moments in nature flow in the painting, and to you.
My work isn’t expressing experience, it’s sharing it.

8×10 sky study

charcoal tree studies

In the last weeks I’ve been working in the rock garden of Mom’s design,
built by my parents.

Mom’s blue eyes would sparkle when she spoke,
“The yard is the greatest project & accomplishment your Dad and I achieved.
I am supposed to say you two were, but it’s the garden.”

While I lifted rocks, troweled dirt and divided sedum,
I thought about her doing the same.
Her hands placed each rock, selected and held every plant.
Gazing at the textures and colours she chose,
admiring the sweeping curves of the pathways she created,
it stirs all my senses, and moves with life.

The garden is a legacy of hers that lives on to inspire and comfort.
Working in her living masterpiece,
it struck me deeply how much art makes a difference in our lives,
and for generations that follow long after the Artist is gone.

Grasping my trowel with purpose,
the thought resonated with me so passionately, my hand trembled.
What we do as Artists, it matters.

New Sky,Water,Land 24×36 Original Oil.