A 24×18-inch oil on panel. Dated August 18, 2026.
After seemingly endless weeks of obscured, smokey skies, I walked out this morning to the blue, crisp air I had been missing. I soon found myself on my favorite local road up amongst the piñon forest. I breathed in the delicious pine smell. The colors of the trees seemed impossibly vivid, the shadows deep.
A 24×18-inch oil on panel. Dated August 18, 2026.
After seemingly endless weeks of obscured, smokey skies, I walked out this morning to the blue, crisp air I had been missing. I soon found myself on my favorite local road up amongst the piñon forest. I breathed in the delicious pine smell. The colors of the trees seemed impossibly vivid, the shadows deep.