This trail boss is relaxing in the saddle as he watches the long river of longhorn cattle they are taking up North. I can't imagine the grit it took to be a trail boss. That's one of the many reasons Charles Goodnight is one of my all-time heroes.

This cowboy is glad to have his slicker, although it's been sprinkling on and off all day he's still warm and dry.

This stagecoach driver is trying to make up time as he is behind schedule. As fast as that coach is moving though, that jackrabbit is moving faster.

It's been a long day of fishing with grandpa, and the fish are clearly not biting. Grandpas can wait for hours between nibbles, but dogs and grandson's become bored. I don't think the worms in that can are in any danger.

We all know that the demise of the Plains Indians was due in large part to the elimination of the buffalo, but I wanted this painting to be one of hope. These Comanche children have found a new-born buffalo calf.

I've painted several saloons over the years, and part of the fun for me is coming up with a catchy name. I've done, "The Road To Ruin Saloon", The Full-Moon Saloon", and now "The Shady Lady Saloon".

A while back, I did a painting in which a cowboy had been bucked off into the middle of a patch of prickly pear cactus. In this one, I wanted to show a cowboy bucked off onto the only place without cactus, hence the title.

This cowboy has packed into the high country and is now crossing Maroon Bells Lake near Aspen. As I've said before, this is one of my favorite places to paint in Colorado.

This young cowboy wants to be just like his father. I know I did. My dad was a great horseman and horse trainer, and I watched every move he made. Happy Father's Day everybody!

This young cowboy has his Henry in hand, and he's watching the valley below. I wonder if he's spotted a few unidentified riders in the moonlit distance. His horse doesn't seem too interested so I think they've been there a while. Y'all write the story.