Showing posts with label traveling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label traveling. Show all posts

Apr 25, 2018

"GET-A-WAY"


                                                        "GET-A-WAY"
                                                   6x6 oil on panel
The need to get out 0of town and disappear at times really becomes overwhelming.
Well, not having a camper and all of the paraphernalia I became friends with campers.  Told them I can cook some really great meals and this started a long relationship with me as the cook, and sometimes a driver.   So this is in tribute to those days.  my life took me in another direction and I'm sure they are still wondering the back trails of adventure.       

May 8, 2017

"GROUND FOG "


                                                          GROUND FOG
                                                     6x6 oil on wood panel

The sky was a crystal  clear  blue with wisps of vale like clouds that moved to  air currents up high.  Because it was still so early the ground fog lingered preventing me from getting on the road anytime soon.  It only took one photo and I knew I had another painting in the making.  

Jul 26, 2015

"WINDMILL'S EAST"


                                                       "WINDMILL'S EAST"
                                                          6x6" oil on wood

Still heading East these giants loom over the hills and turn in slow motion almost hypnotic in there silence.   It doesn't mater whats on your mind, they wash away all negative thoughts and your left feeling good... Its true...    

Jul 25, 2015

"MORNING WHISPERS"


                                                        "MORNING WHISPERS"
                                                               6X6" oil on wood

Up in the morning heading out to Palm Springs, catching the sun lighting the land is a thrill to see.  Off in the distance the windmills spinning magical whispers and a new day begins its journey.  So many changes, somethings becoming a new and others are leaving and in time will become like windmills spinning morning whispers.