I love to drink in this view whenever we take the back roads home from Holland. This scene has been calling my name for over two years, but I could never get a vision for how to express it with my voice. Then all of a sudden I looked at it, and there it was. Inspiration is funny that way.
Driving along the West Bay of Traverse City, I silently soaked up orchards, vineyards, barns and fields. The orchards were still sleeping…no blossoms yet. The feeling and the colors in the atmosphere were etched in my memory and burrowed deeply into my soul…until the moment they could find expression.
I’m pleased to announce that my work is represented at an additional gallery: Somebody’s Gallery in Petoskey, MI. They are open year round; so anytime you are visiting this beautiful, lake-side city, stop in and see Julie and Joel Stoppel’s amazing collection of paintings, sculpture, jewelry, pottery, and more.
A view from our vehicle as we traveled the country roads of Northern Michigan to make our delivery. This kind of scene is what makes me want to paint!!
My husband says he wants to live here, which is totally impossible because, although the lake and trees are indeed from a real photo reference, the house exists only in my imagination.
There were a lot of reasons not to paint this particular cropping/scene, so I resisted for a long time. But as cliche as it sounds, it called my name every single time I scrolled past it. At some point, you just stop arguing and you go for it.
Channel (above) – A unique shaft of light cuts across the Grand Haven channel on this autumn day, turning the shaded areas on the hill to a rich burgundy. This piece should definitely be seen in person.
Have you seen the many historic farms in the Port Oneida area north of Glen Arbor? I’ve been there only once and can’t wait to go back again. Old white buildings always speak to me.
Sometimes the sky speaks. Always it points me to its Maker.
There is never-ending inspiration in the vast expanse of sky and open fields.