Teton Cascade

This painting began nearly 10,000 feet above sea level, high in the Teton Mountains. The hike to reach this waterfall was no easy stroll — thin air, steep climbs, and a trail that felt more like a suggestion than a path. But then, tucked into the granite and pine, I found this cascade.

The water didn’t just fall — it tumbled in layered steps, each drop adding to a roar that filled the valley. I stood there, catching my breath, listening to the endless rush, feeling the cool spray on my skin.

Back in the studio, I chose to warm the granite and deepen the greens, not to change the truth of the place, but to share the way it felt in that moment — alive, wild, and impossible to forget