A green tunnel of vines on a sunny San Diego afternoon- at the Stone Brewery in Escondido, CA.
A green summer meadow on a farm in Blacksburg, Virginia. The cows are just over the hill.
Painted on location at the San Diego River on a cool, cloudy day.
I used to bike along this path all the time, past cows and barns and through the woods, in Blacksburg, Virginia.
Here’s another painting of the bike path I used to ride to and from work, which wound through farms and forests and along an old railroad cutting through rock. It’s a nice ride if you’re in the Blacksburg area.
I started this painting either during or shortly after getting back from our trip to Blacksburg last autumn.
Along the bike path between Blacksburg and Christiansburg, in the New River Valley, Virginia.
Once upon a time, I lived at one end of this bike path. I worked along a fork of the path, at Virginia Tech, and frequently biked to work in all weather. It was only a couple of miles, through farms and fields of cows and mud puddles and through the woods.
Sometimes- and almost every day in the summer- I’d take the other fork, which led here. And I’d continue past this spot, making it about a 12 mile bike ride all told.
Though I rode here in all seasons and all weather, in my memory this place is a golden summer afternoon, listening to the first Sugarland album on my iPod, riding a bike.
I biked through this farm to my job at Virginia Tech many times over the four years I worked on the campus. On this cloudy day, the cows weren’t out.
These two apples are now part of a giant pie baking in the oven. Total damage: 8 apples.
What am I thankful for? Many things, and right at this moment I am especially thankful for my food processor and the kitchen rage blackouts it prevented.
A farm in the New River Valley, with autumn just beginning to color the trees.
Cows on the hillside on a gray, rainy day in Virginia. This farm is located in Christiansburg, near Blacksburg and Virginia Tech.
A rainy day in Virginia, with the trees beginning to burst with autumn color. We just got back from a visit to see friends and family in the area. It didn’t rain every day, but it rained most days. I enjoyed painting outside in the wet and cold.
This is a hill outside Blacksburg, Virginia, in the New River Valley. I lived here for about five years, first working at Virginia Tech and then completing a MFA degree in painting.
It’s a wonderfully scenic place, with farms and forests and old white farmhouses with red tin roofs. This is in the Blue Ridge, which really is blue as the mountains step off into the distance.
You can just walk out the front door and be in a great painting.
I think the gold and green landscapes of California summers are incredibly beautiful. This landscape is from the East County of San Diego.