Subtle beauty

I’ve been trying to photograph pheasants at my neighbors. And of course when you think of pheasants, the rooster is the king with his gaudy plumage with its broad spectrum and iridescence. For the first few days however all I saw was hens. They are “plainer” than the males, as are the females of most species of bird, but what a graceful form, and beautiful subtle pattern of warms and grays against the stark snow.

I eventually was able to click the shutter on a few roosters, but I kept coming back to the initial hen images. I love the understated simplicity, and the subtlety of these hens, I’m a good ways into this piece, still have a ways to go to do her justice tho. I’m enjoying trying to capture that balance of plainness and undeniable beauty. I will post a closeup of the finished image when done.

King of the Plains

I’m continuing in my South Dakota themed work lately. I’m also experimenting with rougher knife work. This relatively large Bison piece was accomplished primarily with the knife and so it has a rough, textural look that I’m really liking. When painting with a knife there are so many “happy accidents” and intricate little textural effects that would be impossible to create any other way. It’s been a lot of fun scraping and trowling on this one. Oh, and I’m wearing my Wall Drug hat too, so… that helps.

Happy New Year!!

What better way to spend New Year’s Day than eating leftover lefse with football on in the background and finishing up a nice landscape. So here’s the first one with”2018″ in the signature. While on vacation last summer in the black hills, I loved getting up before sunlight and driving around Custer State Park. This painting is a product of one such morning.

Red Alert

I’m starting to swing into some pieces based on our family trip out to the Black Hills earlier this summer. One early morning in Custer State Park I observed and photographed a coyote cruising tirelessly through a prairie dog town. Some of the prairie dogs peeked sheepishly over the rims of their mounds. Others stood tall and alarm barked loudly at the passing menace. The coyote was unfazed at the verbal abuse and continued her confident pace, knowing that she’d eventually get her breakfast. 

Flying blind

I’m venturing into new territory on a large (60×30) landscape I recently finished in that I’m building a frame for it myself from scratch. I’ve gotten it assembled, and so far-so good. Next comes the finishing. I’ll post again with the final result.