Bales In Snow

It feels as if winter will just not go away. I don't mind much because I like cooler weather. This painting was inspired by photos of a friends ranch when we had our first or second round of snow. Hay bales are one of my favorite subjects. I'm attracted to their imperfect symmetry.

A Fresh Start

This is the view I get just as I go down the hill on West Lynn on my way to work. I like how the lights and darks balance one another out. Add in the sunrise and you have perfection and the anticipation of a new day.

Busy Commute

This is what Bee Caves Road looks like early in the morning when its rainy and foggy. This scene makes me think of classical music because that is what I listen to in the car to avoid road rage. It also makes me feel cozy. I'm inspired by the morning sky and the effects of weather on the landscape. Gouache and grey card stock are what I'm using in this series.

Church Shadows

I had finished work on this painting for the night, so I put it away and started playing with ink. The next day I couldn't find it. I shrugged it off and went about the day. Later on I lifted my clipboard to find this piece stuck to the back with black ink. It came off surprisingly easy. I liked the resulting image. Thus, the title. The subject is the church that I grew up in. It was torn down years ago.

Sunrise Impression

This is another sketch inspired by my morning commute to work. My goal was to keep the painting loose and abstract. I like how the lights reflect on the surface of the road. The sky drama is always a treat for the eyes.

Commute Beauty

One of the nice things about going in to work early is that you get to see the sun rise. Another advantage is less traffic. This is a little gouache study that I completed before the pastel version I posted on Instagram yesterday. It's a view of part of the Austin skyline as the city starts its day.

Inquisitive Eyes

This is a new addition to our family. He is my sisters first grandson. Of course he is being spoiled rotten. I caught a shot of him as he was being held by his grandfather. His eyes are what drew me to the image.