At the peak of light and life
I painted this on the trail at Convict Lake, standing in stillness beneath a peak that seemed to breathe with me. The snow looked inviting, not cold. The shadows carved into its rock edges felt familiar—like the quiet corners of my own mind. As I stared up, sun warming my skin, I noticed the same light grazing the summit. We were under the same sky, touched by the same rays, built of the same elements. I wasn’t just looking at the mountain—I was part of it. One with it. Made of the same atoms, the same ancient dust.
While people passed by, dogs paused to sniff, and conversations swirled around me, I painted. Not to capture the mountain, but to remember that for a moment, I was the mountain. The itch to climb wasn’t about reaching the top—it was the call to return to something I already am.
An 12”x8” reproduction on premium semi-glossy paper, choose between Oak or Espresso color frame, behind acrylic glass, ready to hang. Receive within 7 business days of ordering.
***Frame color might slightly vary from the pictures
I painted this on the trail at Convict Lake, standing in stillness beneath a peak that seemed to breathe with me. The snow looked inviting, not cold. The shadows carved into its rock edges felt familiar—like the quiet corners of my own mind. As I stared up, sun warming my skin, I noticed the same light grazing the summit. We were under the same sky, touched by the same rays, built of the same elements. I wasn’t just looking at the mountain—I was part of it. One with it. Made of the same atoms, the same ancient dust.
While people passed by, dogs paused to sniff, and conversations swirled around me, I painted. Not to capture the mountain, but to remember that for a moment, I was the mountain. The itch to climb wasn’t about reaching the top—it was the call to return to something I already am.
An 12”x8” reproduction on premium semi-glossy paper, choose between Oak or Espresso color frame, behind acrylic glass, ready to hang. Receive within 7 business days of ordering.
***Frame color might slightly vary from the pictures
I painted this on the trail at Convict Lake, standing in stillness beneath a peak that seemed to breathe with me. The snow looked inviting, not cold. The shadows carved into its rock edges felt familiar—like the quiet corners of my own mind. As I stared up, sun warming my skin, I noticed the same light grazing the summit. We were under the same sky, touched by the same rays, built of the same elements. I wasn’t just looking at the mountain—I was part of it. One with it. Made of the same atoms, the same ancient dust.
While people passed by, dogs paused to sniff, and conversations swirled around me, I painted. Not to capture the mountain, but to remember that for a moment, I was the mountain. The itch to climb wasn’t about reaching the top—it was the call to return to something I already am.
An 12”x8” reproduction on premium semi-glossy paper, choose between Oak or Espresso color frame, behind acrylic glass, ready to hang. Receive within 7 business days of ordering.
***Frame color might slightly vary from the pictures