I’m making some real progress with Tabiona Sky. It won’t be long now! In terms of a metaphor to human anatomy; I’m finished with the bones and the muscles, now it’s time for the skin. Winter has just started and I’m already daydreaming of the desert in spring. I can almost feel the warmth of the March sunshine beaming down on my face as I hike through the junipers and sage—the first of the wildflowers breaking through the soil—the bright red of the Indian Paintbrush contrasting with the still snow covered peaks of the distant mountains; The first call of a Meadowlark, my grandmother’s favorite songbird, infusing me with energy, as the promise of fresh elk antlers beckons me deeper into the unknown. Tabiona Sky Oil on linen, 82×34″
