a painting loved, but unsure of the content

 

A Bee Gee in a Tree

 

Dance Like There is No Tomorrow

 

Masks

Masks worn,

or not,

difficult for everyone,

knowing who they really are.

 

a reminder of autumn

fall at Cottonmill

 

Reminders of the Past

 

River Turn

 

Paddlefoot

This was a horse I once rode. The painting is done from memory. I am sure the coloring is wrong, but I didn't have the correct color the night I painted this. Paddlefoot damaged his leg as a young horse and had sort of a limp, when you rode him. His gait was uncomfortable to say the least.  He was not a real popular horse with my brothers. I think he ended up in the Rodeo circuit because boy could he buck . . .He never bucked with me, the worst he did was stand on my foot, when I was trying to saddle him, but that was bad enough . . . .

 

Canyons south of town

 

This is a painting of the road in the canyons south of the town I grew up in, located in western Nebraska. It is the road we would take to go sledding or when getting our Christmas Tree.  But when I view it now, I think of waking up to cold mornings in the upstairs bedroom and seeing my breath, while watching my older brothers still sleeping in their beds.

City Lights

I love this painting. I titled it, "City Lights" because it reminded me of a dark afternoon in St. Paul, Minnesota. We spent a month there one December when my son was having brain surgery. This painting captured the aura of that time, or at least my mood, at the time.