The elk stands tall, his antlers draped with prayer flags swaying gently in the mountain breeze. He’s a guardian of these lands, a keeper of memories, trails wandered, and sunsets watched. The mountains curve around him, offering the calm and clarity I’ve always found in Mother Nature’s rugged beauty. It’s a scene that instantly takes me back “home.” This painting is my love letter to growing up in the mountains, a place that’s woven into the fabric of who I am.
16×20, oil. 2024.
The elk stands tall, his antlers draped with prayer flags swaying gently in the mountain breeze. He’s a guardian of these lands, a keeper of memories, trails wandered, and sunsets watched. The mountains curve around him, offering the calm and clarity I’ve always found in Mother Nature’s rugged beauty. It’s a scene that instantly takes me back “home.” This painting is my love letter to growing up in the mountains, a place that’s woven into the fabric of who I am.
16×20, oil. 2024.
