On a blustery early September afternoon I was out for a drive. After awhile.. I stopped along Lake Yellowstone's shores and after walking a few minutes I found this area. Small quiet rivulets of hot water were sliding down to the Lake's cold cold waters.. the white chalky rocks.. the expanse of blue water.. the wind off the Lake was fierce. I was blown away [well almost]. Here is an impression of that experience from my studio where no winds prevail.
8x10 oil on canvas panel SOLD
