"Mist on Mt. Shuksan", 10 x 8 In, Oil on Museum Board
When the mist rolled in on a very cold late September morning on the ridge of the Artist Point trail between Mt. Baker and Mt. Shuksan, we thought our painting day was over, because it also started to rain. But it was a "can't dance" moment (when you can't dance and it's too wet to plow, you may as well do something because you can't or don't have the opportunity to do anything else) so we set up our easels anyway. The mist was so thick we could barely see anything but the nearest rocks and lichen. So that is what this painting is about--the amazing color of the steep alpine meadow in fall colors.
I love the way you captured the rich colors AND the mist at the same time.
ReplyDeleteI laughed at the "cant dance" quote. Good one!
Thank you Julie! I haven't thought of "can't dance" or heard anyone use that idiom since the 70's or 80's. Do you remember it? I think it was popularized by writers like Ken Kesey, according to Google--but it popped up in my mind like an old friend!
ReplyDeleteAWESOME work!
ReplyDeleteKathryn, really lovely little study! Fritz
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