Monday, September 29, 2008
The path down to Cedar Creek runs gently through the field and cow pasture then turns sharply to begin its descent through the open woods and on below to the creekbank. In this painting the bright morning sun illumintes open spaces between the trees and reveals the thicker woods beyond.
The lovely Shenandoah River flows gently through the surrounding countryside. This is a morning view, looking upstream. One can imagine a solitary figure paddling a bark or hidebound canoe through the slowly moving current.
The maple tree in Bleyler's field is a constant source of inspiration. A perfectly formed little tree it occupies a field surrounded by cedars. In this painting, the morning light has struck its autumn-colored leaves with fire.
Massanutten Mountain and Signal Knob loom large in my mind's eye. The mountain is a permanent part of my mental store of inspiration. The road through Sandy Hook really does end at the mountain's base.
Monday, August 11, 2008
This is a view of the Massanutten Mountain range looking south on a lovely, clear, early summer evening. The sky is filled with clouds reflecting the warm light of the setting sun. The houses glow in the same reflected light. The mountain's green bulk looms above the little houses. I envy their closeness to the mountain.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
This is the view of the Massanutten mountain range I see from my studio window. At sunrise the light changes quickly on the mountain and it is hard to capture a single moment. I love the cool blue hues of the ridges and the warmth of the golden light as the sun begins to tip the edges of the tree branches. I placed the birds in flight as if they had just felt the warmth of the morning sun.