“First Light”
10″ x 8″ oil painting
sold
They were moving away. Away from Alaska. Away from memories of snow and ice and mornings that took your breath away. They chose this painting to keep their memories close.
Art in Alaska. Story of an Alaskan artist.
by alaskanraven
“First Light”
10″ x 8″ oil painting
sold
They were moving away. Away from Alaska. Away from memories of snow and ice and mornings that took your breath away. They chose this painting to keep their memories close.
by alaskanraven
Field of Crane
30″ x 22″ mixed media
awarded 2nd place in 2014 Arts in the Parks competition
and 1st place Peers Award
sold
Crane shadows shine blue against golden grass. They dance to music of white summer nights.
by alaskanraven
Judy’s View
10″ x 8″ oil
sold
“You’ve caught it. Stop!” she says. I put my brush down because she is right. Knowing when to stop is sometimes the hardest part of painting. The pigment captures the view she knows well.
by alaskanraven
“College Fjord Sunset”
10″ x 8″
sold
Glaciers crash into the sea while the sky glows coral. Captain chooses to linger because the brilliance is more pressing than his schedule. Waves splash against the ship while we stand on deck spellbound by color.
by alaskanraven
“Pont Neuf”
30″ x 22″ watercolor
sold
The bridge that captivated the Impressionists. Two of them painted this bridge from the same place challenging each other to a duel with pigment. Pont Neuf emanates magic when I walk there with my brother. The bridge from my book is now under my feet. Every stone is alive with history.
contact me with questions or comments
Alaskan Raven Studio
PO Box 80231
Fairbanks, Alaska 99708
USA
alaskanblackbird@yahoo.com
Represented by:
Well Street Art Co.
1302 Well Street
Fairbanks, Alaska
907 452-6169
Stephan Fine Arts
939 West 5th Ave.
Anchorage, Alaska 99501
USA
(907) 274-5009
http://www.stephanfinearts.com/
I ventured to Alaska before there was an oil pipeline and fell in love with the gnarly spruce trees, intense weather and mountains I could touch. Very different from the landscape in St. Louis. I was looking for different. The spruce trees: those scraggy, wizened, lanky conifers danced onto the first page of my sketch […]