In the Blue Ridge mountains of North Carolina if you are driving from Boone toward Linville at the right point you can see the top of Grandfather as the profile of an old man, leaning back, eyebrows and chin jutting out. All that is missing is a corncob pipe! Watercolor • 2009
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For many summers dwellers from southern heat have come to Linville in the North Carolina mountains for relief from summer heat. The picnic grounds provide a handsome view of Grandfather Mountain from a different angle. Watercolor • 2008
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In 1986 with several friends we drove between Banff and Jasper. I took a photo of this ice field formed from glacial ice. The mountains still stand. The ice field may have shrunk. The friends have left. In this painting, what abides? The beauty! And the pain. Watercolor • 2011
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Light flows into the dimness of the famous cathedral in Edinburgh, illuminating the soft colors of the flowers. Perhaps it reminds us how the Lord of the church wants his light to shine through us, revealing beauty even in the dark places of our lives and our world. Watercolor • 2006
During a spiritual journey to Ireland we came across this decrepit castle. It reminded me of St. Teresa of Avila’s Interior Castle, and of St. Paul’s encouraging words that while our outer nature may be wasting away, our inner nature can be renewed day by day. Watercolor • 1999
On a pilgrimage to Ireland we stopped by this homey, white-walled, red-roofed cottage. As John O’Donohue has written, “Colour is the language of light; it adorns the earth with beauty.” Watercolor • 2005
On a pilgrimage to Ireland we stopped by this lovely lake. As John O’Donohue has written, “Colour is the language of light; it adorns the earth with beauty.” Watercolor • 2006
Almost hidden under the brow of Grandfather Mountain is a fishing station, where the river in shade and spots of sun curves away, inviting eyes to follow and mind to rest. “There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God.” Psalm 46:4 Watercolor • October 2019
Wrangler stopped to drink at a stream nearby on his last day in the woods. The flow of colors and shapes were what he must have seen. And, who knows, it may have made him want to dance in the heavenlies, while he waits for a reunion.
