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I Dream of Erratics

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I Dream of Erratics. Oil on Canvas. 14 x 28. This painting is of a field of erratics on the Waterville Plateau. The erratics are large rocks left when the continental ice sheet stopped here after moving south from Canada. In the growing season there is hay in this field but in the winter, with the ice, fog and snow, the large rocks stand out. My husband is a geologist and we love to drive through these desolate, beautiful landscapes.

Erratic and the Road

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Erratic and the Road. Oil on Canvas. 18 x 24 I've been working on the Plateau in Winter series. This is an area - the Waterville Plateau in northcentral Washington state - where the continental ice sheet came to rest after scraping across North America. It left behind fields of erratics and some notably large ones. I'm fascinated by this image and you'll likely see this again. Note the scale of the telephone poles across the road.

Winter Field

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Winter Field. Oil on Canvas. 12 x 18. This is from my series Plateau in Winter. This is the Waterville Plateau, a high elevation plain in north central Washington that puts you eye to eye with the peaks of the North Cascades. This high elevation means that it's often frozen or foggy in winter. We went back this Spring as I'm working on painting this area in several seasons. Driving up to the plateau from the Columbia River canyon we were listening to David Sedaris read his book, Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim . So now I picture the flat road leading up to the plateau and at the same time, I hear David talking about his dad and their rental apartments. It's really hilarious.

Waterville Fog

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Waterville Fog. Oil on Canvas. 18 x 24. The Waterville Plateau is a high elevation area in north central Washington State. There's an old town there with one of those cool old hotels. Everyone knows everyone. People have restored old cafes and the sidewalks are high off the surface of the street. It's not on the way to anywhere for me but I like to go through there, especially in winter when the fields are frozen and the fog thick. My grandmother was born not far from here, after you drop down off the plateau, even further to nowhere. A place called Wilson Creek. This painting is from a series called Plateau in Winter.