Touring Wyoming, Montana, South Dakota, and sliver of Nebraska this summer, I was forcefully reminded of what is so beautiful about the mountain west. It’s the vast ever changing vistas with little or nothing to clothe them or block the view. There’s a reason they call it big sky country.
I took the reference photos for this painting from the car window on I90 somewhere east of Butte but west of Bozeman. But it hardly matters, there isn’t an ugly spot on all of I90 throughout Montana.
It was the light on the peaks that caught me eye. If anyone can identify name of the mountain for me, I’d like to know it.
Or purchase a fine art print at Fine Art America.