In the summer of 1955, Jeanie and I spent weeks on a preaching tour of Scotland. One night we came across a lovely small hotel on the River Tay. Years later we made our way back. While Jeanie napped I walked by the river during a soft rain. This pastel painting reminds our hearts of […]
Dunkeld House on the River Tay Read More »
For several summers I spent time in Vancouver, invited by friends to stay in their high-rise condo. In the long summer evenings I could look out at English Bay, see the moored ships and far hills, and in the soft evening colors find refreshment for my mind and spirit. Pastel • 2001
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Sometimes beauty is found in distant places. Sometimes it unexpectedly visits us close to home. This kaleidoscope of color made me gasp as I walked in the schoolyard behind our house. Watercolor • 2015
Evening Sky from Sharon School Read More »
What a glorious day this was to walk in Charlotte’s Freedom Park. I could identify with the woman who simply sat in stillness taking in fall colors. The painting makes me want to go again and again, and breathe silent words of thanks. Watercolor • 2015
One late summer afternoon at Grandfather lake, the sky seemed to be literally on fire, reminding me of T.S. Eliot’s lines: “The dove descending breaks the air With flame of incandescent terror Of which the tongues declare The one discharge from sin and error. The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of
Not far off the main street in Blowing Rock, North Carolina, this trail curves down and down along a fast moving stream. I have often walked this trail with friends, and have talked with them about the movement of our lives, and the rich palette of God the great artist. Watercolor • 2009
Glen Burnie Fall at the Falls Read More »
Just outside Colorado Springs is an old castle now turned into the Glen Eyrie conference center. Next door is a famous rock formation, of fantastic shape and striking colors, known as The Garden of the Gods. Watercolor • 2010
Glen Eyrie in the Garden of the Gods One Read More »
In this second version of this scene I moved the rocks slightly (with permission of course from the powers that be!) to remind me that beauty can be seen from many angles! Watercolor • 2010
Glen Eyrie in the Garden of the Gods, Two Read More »
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
Grandfather from Foscoe Read More »
