The Beginnings

The milky white clouds floating in the howling wind match the chalky white color of the snow, scattered all over the colossal mountain. The forceful wind is blowing a gale like a hurricane providing us with an intrepid journey ahead. The jagged rocks are like sharp knives piercing my feet through my thick leather boots. I am staggering up the vast mountain through the overruling wind that is gently brushing past my face. I am in love with this slow drifting snow… going down, down…..down” Size: 24x48

Acrylics on professional gallery-wrapped canvas. My inspiration for this painting canes from the following poetic lines from Gerry Lagister’s poem:

"Streams in the desert" When hours had pass with painful cross I travelled on till I could go no further, Then at last; in all the pain of sad losses, I rest serene beneath the tranquil power. God gave me quietness and assurance To drink from the stream in the desert And wash my feet press sore in peace, That they in grief may walk in the spirit.

Size: 36x48

On a sunny summer day, a modest bridge surrounded by trees sits above the reflecting greenish lake exuding an air of tranquility in the middle of prospering flora. Green occupies a majority of the space in the painting. Trees, grass, and the bridge dominate the water and the sky, which conveys a message about the strength of natural life. Acrylics and multimedia on professional gallery-wrapped canvas.

Medium: Gouache on cold-pressed watercolor paper. A hot summer day and the shadows of the Banyan tree is like an Oasis in the desert. The blue tranquility of the shadows are a comfort in the scorching heat of the summer sun. Size: 24x30