Showing posts with label 2021. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2021. Show all posts

Rock Creek Hollow


11x22 acrylic on canvas, © 2021
Collection of the Artist

In 1856 handcart immigrants from England and Denmark left Iowa City late in the season and were caught in an early storm in Wyoming. A rescue party was sent from Salt Lake City to bring them in from the plains—it was the Willie Handcart Company. They were "saved" they just had to pull their handcarts to Rock Creek Hollow where the rescue party had camped in the willows against the bitter cold of the storm. That night, of being saved, my great, great grandfather froze to death and was buried the next morning with 12 other fellow travelers in a common grave laid out like spokes of a wagon wheel.
    We had a family reunion in the hollow to commemorate his death and the life of his daughter through whom most of us were descended. It was a peaceful morning, and the beauty of the location was palpable. He still lies in that common grave now marked with a brass plate telling that Ole Lykke Madsen, 41, died here. He didn't get past this place of beauty in October 1856.

North Creek Hollow: View from Mainstreet


 20x16, acrylic on linen canvas, © 2021
Collection of the Artist

When driving North down main street in Springville, look to the right as you approach 1400 N. You'll see a hollow in the mountain. This is apparent about where you see Subway on the left.  
    It's a cold day, and the clouds were down on the mountain with snow falling in spits and spirts and the clouds part and the sun hits the ridge and down in the hollow. It's beauty had to be interpreted in paint—here it is—a cold day on a Springville spring day.

Falls at Cayote Gulch



16x20 acrylic on canvas, © 2021
Private collection

My daughter's family are quite the explorers and hike to places that I may have once been able to do but time and legs preclude. She took this photo of the falls that spoke to me in a calming way. Lovely light and gentle water falling is the best of Zen. My wife loved the turquoise water that plays off the red of the sandstone.