This was my first painting: Field Near Levelland, now owned by two friends. I documented its travails in an earlier post.
A photo of an old tressel bridge north of Lubbock also inspired a painting:
Some watercolour paintings on paper as opposed to acrylic on board.
An imaginary place yet still familiar, called Borderlands:
Another painting called Riverbank needed a shot of colour so I put in a red canoe.
Each of these paintings have helped me evolve, but not only that, they have given me a sense of peace about where I am, in this moment, in this place. I am able to walk in beauty, to take it in, and reflect it back.