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"Hope For The Future"
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.


"The Shady Lady"
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".


"Unstuck"
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.


"Reflections Of The Rockies"
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.


"Daddy's Shadow"
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!


"Night Watchman"
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.


"Lower Falls Of The Yellowstone"
Here's a plein-air painting I did on location in Yellowstone Park. The lower falls have been painted many times by several famous artists, namely Thomas Moran, Matt Smith, etc. So, to quote John Singer Sargent, "I had to give it a whack".


"Far Sighted"
This is one of my favorite types of paintings, where the viewer can see more than the characters. The hidden cowboy is being hunted by the two on top of the rim, but he's much closer than they realize. The landscape for this painting is Palo Duro Canyon.


"Summertime"
This painting was done for the cover of my first book with Harvest House Publishing, "Everything I Know I Learned From My Grandpa". To me nothing says summer like watermelon. I love it.


"Rattling Horns And Thundering Hooves"
I can't imagine anything more dangerous than racing to turn a stampeding herd of longhorns in the middle of a lightening storm. I'm not sure I would have been brave enough to do it.
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