I embrace the world of our deepest
dreams in canvases like Mountain Paradise.
A mountain stream cascades over an array of
ancient stones, creating myriad waterfalls that
sing their praise of the Lord in the voices of
water. Perhaps the strumming of bluegrass music
might add to the chorus as evening lingers - isn't
that a guitar and fiddle resting in the shadows of
the cabin porch?
The light of sunset pours from the
sky, painting the clouds and nearby hills with a
heavenly radiance. My Mountain Paradise is
truly my daydream of an idyllic mountain hideaway.
