My landscapes are simple meditations on time, place, and breath. Rooted in the plein air tradition, they reflect ever shifting light, color, and shape. You need only to stand in a field and paint to gain a deep understanding of the constant change that surrounds us all the time. The sun moves, shadows grow long, cool colors appear in the trees, warm colors fill the sky. The barn that was bright white this afternoon is now a blueish gray. You might say the landscape is alive–and that, of course, is true–but the deeper truth is that you, the observer, are alive and present in this moment, awake to the mystery of life itself. For me, painting is a way of understanding. The paintings themselves are artifacts of the journey.