
The fields of Iowa have been in the news as of late. For us Iowans, we live, every day, with the idea that, if you build it, they will come.

The fields of Iowa have been in the news as of late. For us Iowans, we live, every day, with the idea that, if you build it, they will come.

Clouds have inspired me lately and, there is every color in the sky. Ultramarine, Cerulean, Viridian, Yellow Ochre, and Alizarin are all used, though very highly tinted, with Titanium White. This, excluding Burnt Umber, is my entire palette.

Something about this little calf I can’t let go of. My attempt, however, was to capture the ethereal quality of the summer Iowa air and landscape.

I loved the photo of this little newborn calf I captured a few weeks ago and, had done a little study in oil previously. Here it is again, in a 12×12, painted for a second time and, a precursor to a large format piece.

Just outside of Odebolt, Iowa where a newborn calf made his debut to life.

This is a field study for a larger painting but, fun to do quickly with a palette knife.

In and around the Tucson area, there are many photo and painting opportunities. Sometimes, one has to change things around a bit for composition purposes but, the hues, the atmosphere, and the saguaros remain.

9×18 oil paint on panel –Sold
done “en plein air” from our home on Park Point, Duluth Mn. July 12th, 2017

8×12 oil paint – Sold
done “en plein air” from our home on Park Point, Duluth. July 7th 2017

9×12 oil on panel – plein air (missing)

6×12 oil on wood panel

11×14 oil on canvas – sold

12×24 oil on panel – Sold

9×12 oil on wood panel – plein air 05/04/2017

8×10 oil on canvas – Sold

11×14 oil on wood – private collection

8×10 oil on panel – private collection

12×24 oil on canvas – private collection

8×12 oil on panel
I have been fascinated with the aerial lift bridge since seeing it for the first time over seven years ago. Now that we have been spending our summers on Park Point, I have finally gotten around to approaching this marvel as subject matter. I am so taken by it that I intend to keep painting the bridge in all available light. This little jewel turned out to my liking. I hope you enjoy it too!
Henry the Clown tried to hitchhike his way out of town on his escape from the circus he was living in. No one offered Henry a ride and now he is alone and darkness is approaching. He pauses though in revelation on witnessing his very first sunset as a free man. Who knows what tomorrow will bring for our neophyte Henry.
So Henry the clown contemplated the door and has now gone through it out into the world. He is “on the lamb” from the life he was living and is venturing out in the world to see just what it is made of. Stay tuned. We will be right with him through his discoveries, his trials and tribulations, his becoming.