Subject Tags: greens, blues, pinks, dawn, davis mts, ranchland, pines, southwestern, western, unique art, enhanced print, landscape, summer, cactus, path, texas, west, mountains, desert, grass, clouds, realism, nature, impressionism
Size: 12.15"W x 9.15"H x 0.15"D
Year Created: 2018
Summer in the mountains of the high Texas desert is brief, but in a wet year, it can be spectacular. We hike this mountain most mornings. This is a studio painting I did from photo references I took one morning just as dawn lit the volcanic rock foothills. Our rock is the color of aged adobe, pink and violet and marsala red, and when sunlight hits it, it seems to glow from within, as if in tribute to its volcanic origins. The tall cholla cactus in the foreground blooms fuchsia, to match the soil washed from the mountains, and oaks, pine and grass frame the peaks in every shade of green. I know this color doesn't last long, and that makes it even more urgent to paint it.
I can't paint fast enough to capture the fleeting colors of dawn. For something like this, I take a dozen or more photos. Back in my studio, I'll use a single photo to compose my painting (my paintings are all real places, and I don't move mountains!) Other photos, I'll study, absorb, relive to capture the essence that inspired me to paint a landscape.
This remarque, a unique, artist enhanced print is one of its kind, hand -repainted using the same pastel pigments I used to paint the original. I even paint over my original signature and sign my reproduction again. It isn't numbered, because while I may make another print someday, once I enhance it, it will be different than this one. I format this enhanced print to fit a readymade frame.
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!