A Snowy Day

7”W x 5 ½”H x 2 ¾”D

Oil paint on annealed glass, six layers of glass total, dark stained Walnut base

“When I was growing up in American Fork, Utah, a snowstorm was a magical time. I loved how quiet the whole landscape became and I loved the peace and tranquility it would bring. I especially loved it when there was a sign of life in the snow. The signs of life could be a bird who hadn’t migrated south or a small animal looking for food or playing in the snow. Seeing those little things brought a promise that there would be an end to winter’s stark beauty and that a renewal of life would eventually begin.”