9:40AM – 3:30PM
48 x 96 inches acrylic on polycarbonate
Ice, wind – this is an exciting painting that took a half hour of vibrant sunlight to bring in golds and silver. Across the river’s bank and down the valley the wind came on like an enraged leviathan. The paint casts became erratic as the duel with the wind ensued. The colors went to dark foreboding value with deep grey clouds dominating the overhead ceiling of the sky. The ice would come down in a larger chunk of tabletop size frozen bricks. The river took on a hard monochrome of doom up and down the entire length. The spey rod carried the load of the painting as a better match to the shenanigans of the weather.