Subject Tags: ranchland, boulders, big bend, yellows, violets, reds, overland trail, fort davis tx, davis mts, enhanced print, unique art, dawn, landscape, sunrise, clouds, west, rocks, sky, desert, frontier, mountains, texas, realism, nature, impressionism
Size: 9.1"W x 12.1"H x 0.1"D
Year Created: 2018
Each morning as I sip my coffee and respond to emails, post on Facebook, plan my next busy day, I see sunrise on Point of Rocks, a landmark on the Davis Mountain Scenic Loop. This historic place was the first watering hole for riders and stagecoaches on the Butterfield-Overland Trail out of Fort Davis to El Paso. We pass the imposing formation every time we go to town, picnicked there when I was a girl. Spying Point of Rocks as we drive home is comforting as seeing macaroni and cheese on a china plate. I’ve painted this rock formation as part of sprawling Davis Mountain landscapes several times. But I’d never tried to translate its stately, solitary imposing face onto canvas.
One recent October morn, as I fortified myself with my second cup of coffee, Jim said, “Look outside!” I looked, grabbed my camera and dashed outdoors. Barefoot and in my nightie, I stood on a tree stump and began snapping shots. (Thankfully, no one was around to snap one of me.) Reds and violets and blues, oh my! And sunglow backlighting Point of Rocks with the most magical aura… and promise...
This is a remarque, 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 over my signature, then add a new one to signify that this enhanced print is a new and 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!