Finding Light in December

The morning before the storm came in gave the gift of a light show like a Turner painting, and my effort doesn't do justice to the remarkable array of color and nuance that came through the fog hanging over the trees on the east bank of the Willamette River.  But it was a treat, given the many gray and rainy days that we face here in the Pacific Northwest.  

Luscher Sunrise 16x20

This one doesn't feel quite done yet, but I need to let it dry first.

A Merry Christmas to all!

River Light In December

December Morning on the River 16x20

Most days during this rainy time of year are grey and unremarkable beyond their soppiness, more likely bringing discouragement and misanthropy than cheerful spirits.  But occasionally the light is truly magnificent, a blessing and a joy to behold, and one feels so lucky to be out there in Nature when it happens.  When the surface of the river is smooth as glass, unbothered by raindrops or breezes that roil across and spoil the reflection, the mirror of the sky more than doubles the impact of the light, and I pause and let it feed my soul and soften the hard edges.

More portrait sketches done between weight sets:

End of November

Oswego Row Club - early morning, late November

Oswego Creek Lagoon