By the raging Firth River where I set up my easel to paint.
Clouds cast shadows over the mountains beyond the Firth River.
Sketching by the Firth River, Ivvavik National Park.
A pencil study of the Firth River near Sheep Creek. The following day I hiked back out to the same spot with a 40" x 24" stretched canvas and begun a larger oil painting there.
Park accommodations on Sheep Creek, that flows into the Firth River.
Looking for a spot to paint along the Firth River.
Late sun bathing a peak on the other side off the Firth River.
Pat Dunn of Parks Canada, hiking along the Firth River. Pat is in charge of the Arts in the Park program that brought a number of artists, including myself, out to Ivvavik National Park this year. Thanks Pat and Parks Canada!
Marten Berkman shooting some HD footage in stereo for his own project on the Firth River.
Clouds on fire over the Firth River.
Dramatic lighting across a wild landscape.
Hiking into the mountains with all my gear. Was feeling the pain!
Ivvavik National Park. Wild, rugged and beautiful.
Lost in the mountains. The yellow speck on the left side of the peak, if you can see it, is my tent.
Do I really need to write anything here... just enjoy!
A rare moment when the sun poked through the somber skies to poke some light onto the land.
Working away with a fresh cup of soup in my belly.
Working on a pencil study. Might do a large painting from this area back in the studio.
Rock ridge that looks like something prehistoric emerging out of the mountains.
Rock tower punctuating the rugged mountains.
Hiking in the mountains.
Working on a painting in some incredible scenery.
Marten working away in his element.
Nature's drama. This view was near where we camped in the mountains.
Marten taking in the view.
Snow in the mountains during our stay.
Snow arrived in the mountains during our stay. Some fell on us as well, but did not stay.
Small grasses contrast with rock a tower emerging from the fog.
A climb up on the ridges reveal natural sculptures.
Like a hand sculpted from rock, this protrusion along the a ridge in the fog seemed kind of eerie at midnight.
Fall colours hug the ground.
Each leaf is maze of texture and colour.
Incredible things grow near the ground in this arctic environment... I just had to bend over close to see the details.
Taking a break from painting to capture some of the scenery in HD for a documentary to come from the Into The ARCTIC Project.
Sun dramatically lighting a distant patch of Firth River Valley.