I don't often do straight landscapes without a horse or rider, but I thought one would be an intrusion into this painting. I love the Tetons and this view across the Snake River is one of my favorite places to paint. We are so blessed in America to have so many beautiful places to paint.

A country church in a beautiful mountain valley--this one almost painted itself. I'll bet those church bells echo throughout the valley on Sunday morning. This image was oth a successful Leanin' Tree Card and a Suns Out jig-saw puzzle. Folks identify with country churches.

This young cowboy is creative. He's learned how to fly his kite even when the wind isn't blowing. I'm glad his horse isn't spooked easily, or he might be flying as high as his kite.

I really enjoy paintings that tell a complete story in one image. The title helps with this one. The model for this is Shane Brooks. I have known him since he was born. He grew into a great model.

Here's another stagecoach in the middle of a running battle. If the driver can keep ahead of this war party, he has a good chance of making it to the way station. I believe they will.

My wife Jeanne and I have enjoyed countless hours riding through the aspens in Red River, New Mexico. There is something hypnotizing about riding through those constantly quaking leaves. Once, when my youngest son was about seven, his horse spooked and ran away with him. We ducked and dodged the aspens for a couple of hundred yards before I was able to catch him and grab his reins. I may paint that one day.

This Navajo is reminded of his ancestors and their heritage in beautiful Monument Valley. I was blessed to spend a full-day from sunrise till dark riding through all the back canyons of Monument Valley with a Navajo guide. It's a day I'll never forget.

Every young cowboy enjoys gathering wildflowers for his mom's table. I know I did and Momma always smiled when she saw me riding in with a handful. Happy Mothers Day Everybody!

I love to paint waterfalls and have done so many times. When my daughter lived in North Carolina, I had the chance to visit dozens of them. Although most of my work is set west of the Mississippi, it's nice occasionally to paint other parts of our great nation.

This cowboy is intently watching the canyon below. Is he hunting? Is he followed? Is he traveling through enemy land and is just being cautious? He has that "Yellow Boy" in hand for some reason. You write the story.