I grew up in the mountain-west. It’s dry country. On the plains it’s high desert. In the mountains it’s not exactly a desert, but it sure isn’t lush either. This summer, it was wet all across the mountain states. Wyoming was green. Let me repeat that, sage brush covered Wyoming was green. Yellowstone was positively lush with green grass. The park probably had twice it’s usual allotment of wet land.
This is the east side of Yellowstone National Park above the lake, but below Yellowstone’s Grand Canyon. The colors looked like spring, but the grass was much too long. The silver stream is really just endless wet ground—a spontaneous marsh, made just for this year. But between the cloud shadows and the sky reflecting on the water it was beautiful.
I painted it conventionally beginning with the sky and stream, then building up the greens layer by layer. To get all those shades of green I used three blues (cobalt, phthalo, and cerulean) and two yellows (quinacridone god and yellow ocher). In addition I used burnt sienna and quinacridone deep red rose.
This painting has sold, but you may purchase a print from my gallery at Fine Art America.