18″x 24″ Acrylic on Lexan
FINALLY, the wind died down, the sun came out and there was a shot at being able to flycast paint on the Gallatin River in the afternoon hours. Like most streams there is a bit of runoff this time of year that adds a certain color and an unforgiving rawness of power as the melt tumbles over itself to get to the next stage in its cycle. The Gallatin is snapping into shape quite efficiently with spin casters on the opposite shore reeling in a very nice rainbow trout and every half hour a fish could be seen breaking the surface to take in one of the thousands of midges that were landscaping the shoreline and surface film of the water. This is the stage in which the painting would be created today, with a hint of green in the water, folks that I have met saying “hello” from the bridge, blue reflections from the clear sky, and gold shimmers from the sun. The paintings are trying to take on more of an awareness and dimension when it all comes back to the contrast in colors where the light shows off the dark and the transition back and forth between the two opposite shades. The far reaching anticipation is to see if it can elevate the art to a greater illuminations towards a stronger form within the polycarbon material. I hope you enjoy the Gallatin River 3/28/17.