This was a hard one to squeeze out; I don't normally paint cowboys so this commission took almost 3 years to complete.  It started out as Erin's but I assumed responsibility for it when she moved back to Calgary. Still have to fine tune a few areas, mostly on the edges.  The figures in the distance were taken from an art buddy's Kispiox rodeo photos and the fellow in front was a compilation derived from several 'found' images.
I'm going to try my absolute best to complete all commissions before moving away next July.
The clock is ticking...

We returned from a quick trip to Vancouver last week, with the good fortune to see the clouds clear as we drew near our northerly home, presenting us a wonderful view of those impossible mountains. Low cloud lay flat in the valleys, leaving the peaks to poke through a smooth expanse of thick vapor like islands on a soft gray sea.  Mist snaked along valleys filling them with the ghost of glaciers centuries past.  Fresh snow has covered the icefields again for the coming season; I enjoy flying earlier in September or October during that very brief window when they're exposed, revealing scoured rock valleys and long arms of ancient ice clad in wrinkled, gray elephant skin.