fiber, needle-felted wool
45x35 inches (52x42 inches framed)
To hike above treeline is to witness the sublime. Along the continental divide, even breathing is difficult, and humans can’t help but feel small amid the expansive surroundings. After a long day along the divide, where I drank from the headwaters of the Rio Grande and watched bald eagles soar overhead, I began looking for a place to make camp for the night. I descended below the trees and found palpable comfort, safety, and familiarity in walking along soft singletrack trails under tree cover.
Golden Hour interprets the campsite I chose that night. Nestled among the surrounding peaks, a serene lake reflects the fading light of the day. Its stillness and dark depths create a sense of quietude and invite contemplation. I couldn't resist the allure of this spot. As I sat by the water, journal in hand, I found myself captivated by the play of light across the landscape. The setting sun cast a golden glow upon the peaks and the trees, revealing the warmth of nature's embrace.