Hudson At Autumn’s Dusk

This was very early and naive attempt to create a painting like the masters of the Hudson River School. The truth being that unless I win the lottery, I would never own a real Hudson River painting. I thought I would make my own. Having grown up and lived along the Hudson at various times of my life, I used images from my memory and imagination to chose a viewpoint that I thought would capture the valley’s beauty. It reminds me of the Bear Mountain and Storm King Mountain area. I was in over my head attempting this but I had fun and I went forward and now I own a “real” Hudson River painting.

 

Sheltered

This painting is one of my favorites because it started out as something completely different. Instead of forcing it to where I intended, I let the strong sense of movement and emotion create the final piece. It didn’t have a name until now.

Mr. Cole’s Morning View

A brief note on the titles of my paintings… They are not named from the actual places but are named because they remind me places I have visited. All of my paintings are from bits and pieces of old memories, inspiration and imagination. This painting when finished reminded me of the stunning valley views from North Lake in the Catskill Mountains. The morning mist and fog was still clinging to the tree branches as the heat of the day turned the cool mountain air into steam. Anyone who is familiar with the works of Thomas Cole and Fredric Church and have been lucky enough to view the stunning natural beauty of North Lake, the Catskill Mountain House cliffs or Kaaterskill Falls knows the beauty that has inspired artists for centuries.

Mountain Whisper

While the morning sunshine stirs the mountain colors, the whispers of evaporating mist flow thru the valleys and hills.

Marsh Grass

Fragile wind whipped marsh grasses layed down from the turbulent storm. Greens turned to blue turned to slate turned to smoke turned to unusual serenity.