The Blue Mountain

There is a mountain in the desert right on the edge of Death Valley that I like to stare at.  It’s always blue.  Whether it’s sunny or raining, dawn, dusk or when sand is blowing, it’s some shade of blue.  Usually cerulean blue.  I like it’s shape.  I call it The Blue Mountain.  It’s like my friend.

The Blue Mountain

Oil on board

12″ x 24″

The Waterways

There is a place in the desert where I like to go every time I am there.  I call it The Waterways.  It’s an area where, when there is water from rains, it collects in long, undulating, depressions in the mud.  When the mud is dry, the waterways are white and salty, with cracks in the mud surface.  But when there is rain, the water collects in the depressions, reflecting the sky and turning the whole are into a magical spectacle. I call them The Waterways.  Earlier this month, they were filled with water from day after day of rain.

Oil on Linen Board

16″ x 20″

Captured in the wild, refined in the studio.