Size: 12.5"W x 18.5"H x 0.15"D
Year Created: 2016
Blue Mountain, a landmark near our Far West Texas home, is only "blue" after successive rains coax golden grasses out of dormancy and moisture seeps into the lichen varnished rock. This sunset show illuminated the high desert right after the first rain following a prolonged drought. Runoff drained from the massive mountain in ribbons that pooled around cactus. I created this piece in my studio, soon after that rain brought hope for the parched grasslands, and a promise that the familiar mountain would soon once again be Blue.
This is a one of a kind, hand-repainted fine art print on archival paper. I use soft pastels to add richer color and detail; I even paint out my signature, then add a new one to signify that this enhanced print is a unique painting.
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!