That top photo is one of my favorites. I not only love the composition and how the heavy fog gives the lake a mystic feel, but here my son-in-law Joe, though he was only making the seagulls take off, looks as though he's directing an orchestra. Of course it would of been some heavy contemporary piece the way the waves were turning and seagulls screaming.
We had great weather on our fall vacation, but this one day the fog was so heavy we couldn't even see the Lake Michigan from our cottage window. When we made our way to the lake and stood at the waters edge it felt as we were in this bubble and couldn't get out. As we made our way for a walk down the beach, this bubble rolled right along with us. We actually walked about five miles that day. By the end of the day I have to admit we wanted it to clear up. It felt a bit claustrophobic. The bottom shows that it finally did late in the day. Just in time for a fire on the beach.
I hope to be out shooting some great fall art this fall. Stop back on my blog for updates!
My art often begins with a single photograph, a reflection of my eye—an eye that is deeply attracted to the texture, pattern, and shape found in nature. Whether it is the intricate pattern on the bark of a tree, the gentle curve of a woman’s breast, or the smooth, shiny shapes of pebbles along the shores of Lake Superior, I seek to display the wonder of creation in its purest form.
From a single photograph, a single vision or impression, my art charts its own course. From photograph to canvas to sculpture, my hands become dirty, my fingernails caked with the mediums of art, and my heart becomes filled with joy as each piece blossoms, quite organically, into what it was meant to be.
I hope to help those who view my art to feel connected to nature. Perhaps it is not always obvious. But, quite possibly, the viewer will see in a new way and will feel a new appreciation for the organic elements around us.