Archives for Portrait

Art is the Air I Breathe

Art is the Air I Breathe

May 25, 2013 | by

Gordon Snidow made his name painting the American cowboy, something he’s been doing for more than five decades now. Although he has added other subjects to his repertoire over the years, when you mention his name, it’s almost sure to evoke images of the cowboy and the American West Gordon Snidow (New Mexico) Roll Out The Barrel Gouache 28″ X 17″ Having a working season that was long and tough, it’s time to roll out the barrel and have a good time Gordon Snidow (New Mexico) Old Glory Gouache 25″ X 13″ Did you ever see a rodeo parade without
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The Real Deal

The Real Deal

May 25, 2013 | by

“My goal was to go to ranches, hang out, chase cows, and paint. It still is”. So says Tom Dorr, whose cowboy paintings are so eagerly sought after that he struggles to keep up with the demand for his work. While he attributes part of that situation to the fact that he keeps his prices at a reasonable level, there is no denying his skill in portraying the men who are, in essence, his heroes. Tom Dorr (Arizona) Across Shallow Creek Oil 30″ By 40″ Scenery is always a part of the cowboy’s everyday work. The Hassayampa River can be
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The Studio of Mikel Donahue

The Studio of Mikel Donahue

May 25, 2013 | by

If you happen to be driving near Broken Arrow, Oklahoma, a quiet little suburb near Tulsa, you might pass a lovely, five-acre farm, surrounded by a picturesque white fence. Inside the fence, horses might be grazing quietly, or frolicking in the pasture. Strong and sleek, these race-bred quarter horses are worth admiring. But, beyond that, nothing remarkable catches your eye. Mikel Donahue Shipping Day Mixed Media 19″ By 22″
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Still Riding High

Still Riding High

March 25, 2013 | by

Martin Grelle has realized success beyond his wildest dreams. That success is well deserved, the result of his dedication to, and talent for, depicting the people and land of the West—both historical and contemporary—and of art lovers who willingly and enthusiastically pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to own one of Grelle’s beautifully rendered paintings. Martin Grelle Newlyweds Oil 40″ By 32″ During the Rocky Mountain Fur Trade era, it was a common practice for trappers to take Indian girls as wives. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement, not only for the obvious reasons, but because the girls could look
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‘An Open Diary’

‘An Open Diary’

March 25, 2013 | by

Serene, evocative, intimate, ethereal—those words convey the essence of the softly impressionistic portraiture of Chicago-based artist Mary Qian. Although Qian’s command of color and technique is exceptional, her style also suggests a sense of innocence and promise, perhaps because the artist herself is still on a personal journey of self-discovery. Mary Qian (Illinois) Rob Rhythm Of Black Oil 16″ By 12″ Starting a series of models in black. Mary Qian (Illinois) White Oil 18″ By 17″ This is the first piece I did with a model in a white dress on a white surrounding. I used to prefer a more
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A Long and Winding Road

A Long and Winding Road

March 25, 2013 | by

If variety is the spice of life, then New Mexico-based painter Jeff Segler can certainly lay claim to having one of the most flavorful careers in the world of fine art. Although he earned a Bachelor of Fine Art degree from the University of Alabama in 1977, Segler travelled a long and winding career road before opening a studio just off Santa Fe’s Canyon Road and assuming the status of full-time artist more than two decades later. Jeff Segler The White Shirt Brigade Oil 32″ By 32″ Granville Stuart owned the DHS Ranch east of the Judith Mountains in Montana.
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The Studio of Scott Tallman Powers

The Studio of Scott Tallman Powers

March 22, 2013 | by

At first glance, the tiny hamlet of Tetonia, Idaho, is mundane. In fact, if you’re moving too fast and happen to blink, a glance is not possible. With a population of 269, the little town barely would give you pause, unless you happen to be Alabama-born artist Scott Tallman Powers. While the town of Tetonia itself is rather unremarkable, its surroundings are anything but. Scott Tallman Powers (Wyoming) A Delicate Balance Oil 36″ x 36″
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I’m Still Fighting the Battle

I’m Still Fighting the Battle

January 25, 2013 | by

For Zhuo Liang, art seems to be in his genes. His father, Liang Yongtai, was a noted woodcut artist, who was mentioned in Pearl Buck’s book China in Black and White. His mother also had an art background and served as a musician and composer with the Chinese musicians’ association. And his three siblings are artists, as well. Z. S. Liang (California) Pride Of The Blackfeet Oil 60″ By 32″ The inspiration for this painting was derived from my personal association with these people. Z. S. Liang (California) Preparing For The Confrontation Oil 46″ By 68″ This event dates back
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My Voice is Coming Through

My Voice is Coming Through

January 25, 2013 | by

When Logan Maxwell Hagege takes a road trip to one of the deserts around his Southern California home, he doesn’t notice the endless grains of sand. He doesn’t see each of the individual rocks scattered around the landscape. He\’s not impressed by the wispy, feathery clouds drifting across the bright blue sky. Instead, he focuses on a single white cloud, a wide, flattened mesa, a sea of golden sand. Logan Maxwell Hagege (California) Between The Sage And The Sky Oil 40″ By 60″ In my mind, the sagebrush that is found in the desert is as important as the clouds,
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A Visual Journal of My Life

A Visual Journal of My Life

January 25, 2013 | by

As this roper worked his magic during our dry summer, the dust swirled and obscured everything until his pale horse merged with the sunlit haze. It was a rare opportunity to see the abstraction of shadows and to paint a light-toned cowboy vignette with great lines and tension. I’m looking forward to exploring this artistic concept further. Krystii Melaine (Washington) Pale Roper Oil 28″ By 28″ As this roper worked his magic during our dry summer, the dust swirled and obscured everything until his pale horse merged with the sunlit haze. It was a rare opportunity to see the abstraction
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