I call this one Alpine, but it really should be called Picturesque. This is Picture Lake which shows off the amazing Mt. Shuksan that sits behind it. This spot is a photographers dream no matter what time of year it is. Sitting just below Canada and right by Mount Baker it is everything the PNW is known for: Mountains, Trees, and Water. I painted this and thought of my dad a lot. Something about the scene and the colors I used just felt like him. He used to be an avid hiker and mountain climber. It wasn't my intent but it reminded me of an old painting he had in his office while I was growing up. I sent him the video of this painting and he immediately knew the location. In fact he has pictures from this exact spot and said he used to hike the trails and ski that area all the time when he was younger. My dad now owns the original and I couldn't imagine a better hands for it to be in. However, for 99 special people, you can have your very own copy of this very special print.
Snoqualmie Falls is a 268 foot waterfall near where I live. The power of the water is felt every time you look at it and the Salish Lodge has a front row view of its beauty. You can't help but be in awe of this beautiful place. The original painting was painted using student grade paper and paint and although I see every flaw I am grateful that it reignited my passion for painting again. I am so pleased to make this print available to you. This piece was a turning point in my art journey. You see I had stopped painting for several years prior to painting this. During the early days of Covid I was asked to take part in a variety (talent) show via zoom and decided to to a timelapse painting. This was the seen result of that event. The unseen result was the fire that was lit inside me again. My passion for painting was all of a sudden there again. Because of this event and this painting are all the others that you seen shown on this website. I am so pleased to share this limited addition print with you all, and I am so pleased you want to be a part of my journey.- Out of stock
When I was 15 I got the chickenpox, and I got them bad. They were everywhere and they left scars I still see everyday on my face and shoulders. During those two weeks I remember three good things vividly. My mom bought me my favorite ice cream from Baskin Robbins, my friend Rachel delivered to me some homemade herbed braided bread, and I was introduced to Anne of Green Gables. I do not remember if the book or the 1985 series with Megan Follows came first but it doesn’t matter to me. More visible than the scars on my face is the impression this story had on me. I related to Anne’s distracted imagination and her big feelings. The ability to be boundlessly happy and later in the depths of despair. I related to her trying to hide her feelings but not being able to. And I absolutely became a helpless romantic, longing for my own love story one day and hoping I wouldn’t push it away as she did. More than any of these things, I fell in love with the idea of Prince Edward Island. The way the Author described this place made me long to be there, and to live in a place with wide open spaces and fields filled with tall grass and glowy evenings. I never knew if I’d be able to go or if it would live up to what I had in my mind. It did. It was everything I had hoped it would be and I got to go there with the love of my life. It’s a day I will always remember and so this painting will serve as the feeling memory for me. The feeling that a dream come true. A feeling so big it didn’t fit inside of me, and I had to twirl. - Out of stock
Take a walk with me, but don’t say anything. Away from the sounds of the cars and the people and the buzz of electricity. Into a forest where you won’t get lost but rather find something you were looking for. I was looking for a place to escape. A place where there were no obligations or time frames or worries. I needed to take a step back, to look up and see where I was and where I was going rather than just focus on the ground I was stepping on. I knew I needed a forest and I knew it needed sunrays. Sunrays to me make me feel in awe of beauty. Nothing calms me down faster than the beauty of nature. It reminds me of priorities, of love and sacrifice, and goals of contentment. Take a step back with me and stop looking at the ground. Look UP and soak in the feeling that that gives you. - Out of stock
These horses could not have had more different starts to life. The grey one is named Pistol. He comes from a desired bloodline in Canada and you can trace his lineage back for generations. He is a goofball and made me laugh several times during our short visit! The sorrel horse is named Sky. You may have noticed her beautiful heritage mark on her neck. She was a wild mustang captured in Warm Springs Oregon. There is no birth certificate for her and only speculation as to who her mother is. I recognized her beautiful heart right away and learned she has a special fondness for cows :) But guess what? After all that and their differences these horses ended up here. They ended up in Cle Elum Washington together with each other and a family who adore them! No matter what their future adventures entail they will forever be capsuled in this moment right here. Pistol and Sky, together you are a shooting star and I marvel at your beauty, specialness and your bond. After I was partway through this painting this one I had a request. I wanted to meet these horses. It was a dream when I pulled up to the house with the final painting and saw them right there. I have missed being around horses! I miss their feel, the nuzzles, their smell! I was offered to come back and ride them one day and you can bet I would be chomping at the bit to do that. Thank you Jenny for the opportunity to paint these beautiful gentle sweethearts, it was a privelage!
