Size: 7"W x 5"H x 0.25"D
Year Created: 2018
As storm clouds built over the mountains outside my studio, this hawk careened out of the sky to land on the tip top of a tall dry yucca stalk. While his precarious perch swayed in the wind, he seemed content to watch the storm from that safe distance. I chose to do this as a black and white etching because color might've distracted from the moody sky. Etching in the rapidly moving clouds demanded more concentration than rending the hawk did, but that movement is what I wanted to show in this miniature.
The etching is on a sturdy coated board. It is a standard size and can be framed as wall art with or without using glass, or can be attractively displayed as is on a table easel on in a bookcase.
Clouds towering above vast horizons. Scraggly critters. Blossoms nestled in cactus spines. I'm a seventh generation Texan, and the desert southwest is in my blood. In Houston, Midland, Lubbock, I've always been an artist. For two decades, I co-piloted a corporate jet beside my captain husband. I'm passionate about painting silent sunrises, rioting sunsets and the seductively beautiful, treacherous clouds I once skirted with respect. Flying was good, but as a 2004 Xmas gift to ourselves, we hung up our wings, sold our Lubbock, TX home of 26 years and intending to travel the continent, moved into a big RV. A trip to the remote Texas mountains changed our plans. We're still full-time RVers and love the freedom, but we rooted onto a ranch into the high desert of Far West Texas. I have a rustic studio within walking distance of our mountainside RV site. Across from my studio is a high- end fine art gallery, where I'm the artist-in-residence. Our neighbors are wildlife. It's a good life!