The Art of Nature

 This is me at a local lake in the white mountains here in Arizona.With the rain,  I am  garbed in my poncho and hat. It is always necessary to be prepared when one is at an altitude of 7,000 feet. What causes these trees to be so green? Yup: water. 
Off in the distance are Canadian geese eating out at their  delicious cafeteria.  Native wildflowers surround me. The smell of the pine trees waft over the breeze that comes with force, and then dies down. This is my first time to explore this area, and I am enchanted. 
I write in my artist Biography : " I draw my inspiration from the native landscapes, people and animals, to create my present and evolving works in clay". Here is nature painted in a broad brush stroke. I am in awe of all the different climate in my home state. I am filled with gratitude to be here.  
 I am surrounded by the White Mountain Apache tribal lands, which are left mostly natural, except for those black cattle you run into on the back trails. They have a casino and I did explore  into their towns. A lot of change in the last 100 years, is all I can say.
I guess I  wrote about this area because it is nature in a rather pure form and that is good for my head, my soul, and I hope my art.