The second painting, The Parade, sort of merges my old style with my newer, softer style.Somehow I managed to paint these while sick with a 24-hour flu bug.
The second painting, The Parade, sort of merges my old style with my newer, softer style.
Maltbie Babcock, a talented priest in New York in the 1890s, would often take breaks from his job during the day to walk, hike, or run through the wilderness. He felt he could be closest to God when he was surrounded by his beautiful creations. I often feel that way too. Babcock wrote the hymn, "This is My Father's World."
I just picked this up today from the American Fork Steel Days art show, where it received 1st place in the professional drawing division. Hooray!
Did They Pay You, Father?
that doing very well."
working at perfecting.















I often see paintings of these heroic pilgrims walking onto Plymouth Rock after their 100-day voyage of
storms, sickness and death. I wanted to show that they were very grateful, but also very tired. I wanted to tell some stories with these people, like the sick and pregnant wife, and how Miles Standish, the first one on the beach, was so excited to reach land that he dropped his oar.

to settle in the Arizona desert, so they needed to build a dam to divert the stream water to their crops. Unfortunately, the dam constantly broke, and they had to keep fixing it. Thanks to my husband Brian, Todd R., and Mike R., who is in this painting twice. Thanks also to Anya A., who always lends me the best costumes.

