A river runs through it
After living on the west coast for almost 10 years, the wide, expansive, mountainous landscapes of the region still echo within me and find their way onto the canvas. It’s as if they have their own life inside me, pouring out without me trying or recalling. Enjoy this sweeping landscape for its textural skies, purple mountains, and squiggles of brushes and marks.
8”x8”
Acrylic on gallery wrap canvas
After living on the west coast for almost 10 years, the wide, expansive, mountainous landscapes of the region still echo within me and find their way onto the canvas. It’s as if they have their own life inside me, pouring out without me trying or recalling. Enjoy this sweeping landscape for its textural skies, purple mountains, and squiggles of brushes and marks.
8”x8”
Acrylic on gallery wrap canvas
After living on the west coast for almost 10 years, the wide, expansive, mountainous landscapes of the region still echo within me and find their way onto the canvas. It’s as if they have their own life inside me, pouring out without me trying or recalling. Enjoy this sweeping landscape for its textural skies, purple mountains, and squiggles of brushes and marks.
8”x8”
Acrylic on gallery wrap canvas