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Gallatin Hatch

15-Feb-08
Gallatin Hatch

I’ve recently been selling some art on eBay. One of my patrons asked me to create a painting of her father fly fishing on the Gallatin River. She sent a photo for reference and said she would like the scene to have some color, maybe like fall.

This was the result. It’s a small baseball card sized painting just 3-1/2″ x 2-1/2″ and I used watercolor and gouache.

I’ve done my share of stream fishing and I can say it is a wonderful way to enjoy a day. Take a sack lunch, hike a little ways to the stream, explore the eddies and rapids…it seems to me there is more to do and more to observe than in boat fishing on a lake. Not to put down boat fishing…it’s just another style. Between the two, I like streams and rivers. If you should land a trout you will see up close a truly beautiful fish. As fish go, a trout’s eyes seem intelligent. One is inclined to return it to it’s waters and let it be.

Go in the fall and you’ll find yourself so far away from your cares and worries that you’ll plan to retire near a stream or wadeable river. It’s that kind of a peaceful experience. Of course if you go to a crowded, well worn location the experience is totally different. So do some research first. Check out fish camps and guide services. Or get a book on local trout fishing.

For my artist readers, here is the reference photo.

Gallatin hatch reference photo.

Great Falls of the Yellowstone

01-Feb-08
Thre Great Falls of the Yellowstone

Second to Old Faithful, The Great Falls of The Yellowstone is the most visited place in the park. There are a couple of vantage points and I believe you can get up close via a trail. Unfortunately we didn’t have the time for the hike.

When one takes a look at these falls from a distance, you can still hear them and see the mist rising from the roiling pool below. There is an enormous amount of energy in all that moving water. The resulting canyon is beautiful and textured with randomly undulating cliffs and washes dotted with Ponderosa pines. As with the Grand Prismatic Spring, you enter that unhindered place in the mind where you just observe and wonder…and pause. No cares, no worries, just beauty.

 
This piece is up for auction on eBay if you are interested.

Yellowstone - Grand Prismatic Spring

31-Jan-08
Yellowstone - Grand Prismatic Spring

This is another quick post from the Yellowstone trip we took in 2000. As I mentioned in the last post, Yellowstone presents other-worldly landscapes.

Grand Prismatic Spring is in the Midway Geyser Basin alongside the Firehole River. It’s the largest hot spring in the U.S. and third largest in the world.

You just want to stand there like a zombie and stare at it. The tourists around you suddenly seem to be very distant as your mind lets go of your troubles and concerns and you enter a zone of non-thought. Many places in nature provide that sort of solace. We’re blessed here in North America with an abundance of them.

 

This little painting is up for auction at eBay if you are interested.

Forest Road

25-Jan-08
Forest Road

I live two hours from the tippy top of the North Georgia mountains — just an hour from the foothills. I go as often as I can and hike or just ride around and look. I take the ol’ sketchbook and paints with me too.

Years ago I discovered the forest service roads up there. These roads are graded dirt and gravel and are used by the forest service for fire control access and land management. Some are well maintained such that a sedan can travel them if need be. As such, the outdoorsy of us just load up the ol’ Toyota and go do a little fishing in a cool, remote stream or lake — or visit one of the more accessible waterfalls.

The young and restless go mountain biking and multi-day hiking and camping on a regular basis. There is Appalachian Trail access up in those hills too. That’s quite handy if you’re actively being badgered to join the AARP and not generally known to be, shall we say…”active”, by your advice giving exercise and wellness experts at the office.

With a little effort you can drive to the AT on a Saturday morning, hike a mile uphill and a mile downhill back to the car, then spend the rest of the day ridin’ around, eatin’ bar-b-que and banana pudding, and being generally lazy and carefree in the cool mountain air — while they go to the gym, play a set of tennis, or heaven forbid run for eight or ten miles in ninety-five degree Georgia humidity, all on a diet of fruit, veggies, yogurt, and tofu.

Then on Monday, when they brag to you about the healthy exercise and eating they did over the weekend, tell your domesticated athlete, city slicker, tofu eating peers that YOU hiked the Appalachian Trail. Hah! Take that!

But I digress…

The painting is from my memory of traveling many of these forest roads. They are calming, remote…and interestingly…they lead to places you didn’t know were there. As you drive along you wonder, “where’s this go?” And that is oddly fun.

Innocent Until Proven Guilty

11-Jan-08
Innocent Until Proven Guilty
“I do not steal shiny objects!”

I’m still conjuring up crow images.

In the process of researching crows I remembered something I had long forgotten. They are pretty smart and they like shiny objects. In fact they find ways to steal them so they can hoard them away.

Reminds me of Emelda Marcos and her shoe compulsion — I’m sure they were shiny.

Anyway, I got to thinkin’ about how a crow might react to the media circus that would result if he were indicted on felony burglary charges. I mean indicting a crow would certainly be a first and the media jumps all over first time court cases.

What Would The Usual Suspects Do?

Nancy Grace would have an Ivy League legal expert on her show offering up his opinions on whether the case was even constitutional. Then she’d have an experienced female behavioral expert chime in on whether this was an in-born behavior or a choice the crow made. And of course the male legal expert and the female behavioral expert would get into a heated debate on the moral aspects of incarcerating a crow for in-born behavior — something he couldn’t help.

Now, since the crow is black, the NAACP would demand equal time on the airwaves and stage a peaceful protest outside Nancy’s studio.

If the case were in fact prosecuted and won by the feds, a precedent would be set and in short order every crow would be caught stealing, filling up our prisons with yet another apparently singled out group — ripe pickings for the American Civil Liberties Union and The Sierra Club — a Save The Crows coalition would be initiated by them.

People in large SUV’s would be driving around with little magnetic black ribbons on the back with “support our crows” written across them.

Then you’ve got your big money crows. The white collar burglars. They would assemble a team of flashy, high profile attorneys, most likely Parrots and Cockatoos. Each case would be a security nightmare because of all the socially deprived stray cats trying to get in and execute their own form of vigil ante justice on the rich bastards.

And The Big Question…What Would Oprah Do?

I can envision Oprah interviewing a defendant whose case was found to be a miscarriage of justice after spending ten years in prison. Eventually freed after the real perpetrator was uncovered, it turned out the poor crow was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Oprah would naturally shed a few tears upon hearing his story told to America on her show — think tight close-up of Oprah here. Then, in an act of total generosity, in front of millions of American viewers, she would give the crow all her jewelry, free and clear, to hoard away any way he likes. The audience would rise and cheer and America would witness another first, a crow balling his eyes out in gratitude.

Bless her heart!
Bless his heart too!

Mmm, Mmm, Mmm…this is what I do in my idle minutes.

Seen Any Worms?

06-Jan-08
Seen Any Worms?

Do you think there are “conversations” that go on in nature?

If there are, we certainly aren’t privy to them.

So that means there aren’t any right? I mean if there were, we’d surely know about them by now. I mean we WOULD know because we know everything…right?

Seems to me these questions fall into the category of:
Is there a Bigfoot?
Is there a Loch Ness Monster?

If one day we actually DO find a Bigfoot, Nessie…etc.
Then I would most likely be inclined to think these conversations, out in the woods, when nobody is around, between crows and toadstools, cows and ducks…heck pretty much everything…probably do go on.

And we will all simply be walking around saying “I’ll be dad burned!” when we find out about it.

French Fry Watch

28-Dec-07
French Fry Watch

We have a bunch of crows in our neighborhood that wake me up every morning. I’m not appreciating that fact right now because they usually start cawing about an hour or two before I intend to get up.

This has set me to paying attention to crows a bit. I’ve never really watched them much.

Not far from me is a McDonalds…the one that can never get the tea order correct.
I was sitting in the parking lot enjoying my items from the dollar menu…and lo! I spotted a Crow waiting for a french fry.

How do I know he was waiting for a french fry? Because I tossed one out the window and he immediately swooped down and flew off with it.

It suited my mind at the time to believe I had communicated with the Crow in some sort of mental stream of silent man-to-bird consciousness, discerning that he wanted a french fry. And thus I gave to the Crow what he so longed after, fulfilling my repressed feelings of wanting to commune with nature on a level that our Native American brethren must have commanded when they lived here alone on this continent, in the wilderness, centuries ago.

That of course is B.S.
Truth be told, I could have thrown a five pound chuck roast out the window and he would have tried to fly off with it as well. Crows will eat anything.

But hey…it makes for a good story doesn’t it?