When I was young, 8-10, I would spend a week every summer with my grandparents in Independence, Oregon. My grandpa drove a Union 76 oil delivery truck. On the day he delivered to the farms I got to ride along. The highlight was stopping at a little store on a narrow road, grandpa always got…
The city Christmas tree sits on the hill overlooking Lighthouse Park, a beautiful site for this time of year.
I have bee painting the mountains that I have hiked and enjoyed in my life, here are a few. Can you identify them?
The first half of my life I lived in Oregon. Mt Hood and it’s trails were home and even today are frequently in my thoughts. Sitting tonight in front of the fire I did a painting, winter colors are amazing.
This is bit of a different composition for me. I saw similar coloring of Mt. Rainer in a photo, it inspired me to play with the idea and add a bit of connection to the water of Puget Sound or Lake Washington. I like the way it turned out, inspiration is usually serendipitous.