“Those at the Forest Edge are Survivors of Winter” 24 x 42 Acrylic on Canvas The Elk, naturally brown by design, the perfect camouflage for a woody green forest. But when his surroundings change to a

I found a poem that sums up this painting. Mystic buffalo; king of the bison is seen, grazing fields of gold poem by Adell Foster

Sometimes you just need a moment to your self to collect your thoughts for the day. Thoughts like "this coffee is so good" and "Do I really have to leave the house today?" This one

Sometimes when I start a painting I have no idea what it will become. I just let it happen and follow the shapes and colors and work at it until I'm satisfied, even if it means painting over layers again

As far back as I can remember I've had dreams of being chased by bears. When ever I'm out in the woods on a hike or walk I'm always slightly on edge because of it, wondering if today will be the day when