We had an amazingly brilliant sunset a few weeks ago and Mike Church was able to get a great shot of it striking our Moscow Mountains. A pastel was needed, I felt. (Sorry about the blurry spot-my camera did that.)
My new nephew-in-law (?), David, married my sweet niece, Attie. He's from a farming background and sent me a photo of his favorite combine, wondering if I could paint it for him. It was quite fun to do in pastels. Anyway, they seemed to like it.
The Palouse landscape is so much like the ocean - it never shows the same face twice! I loved this image with the iconic red barn tucked away, but very much a part of the image. A pastel seemed to be appropriate.
A little watercolor of the 1955 Plymouth that was originally owned by Julie's uncle, then bought by our friend Dave Trail. After Dave died last winter, his wife decided to sell the car. Julie and I got to not only ride in it, I got to drive it, thanks to another friend, Richard Bowman! (No, we didn't buy it.)