While I was at Whiterock Conservancy, my constant view was a hill just across the Middle Raccoon River from the River House, where I lived. Most mornings I sat on the vast porch that faces westerly, watching the light crawl down that hill, lighting the riotous wildflowers along the river. This plein air piece was done from that viewpoint, although outdoors, in two late morning sessions.
Hoff, "Whiterock Morning," oil on panel, 9x12 |
The experience of spending time confronting and considering a subject was invaluable, and the surroundings were sublime.
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