Through My Day, You are There (Black Mountain Day)

2025, oil on linen, 10 x 8 x 1.5 in, walnut floater frame

You see Black Mountain in the clear light of day, when the air is bright enough to strip away illusion and show the land in its simplest form. A wide blue sky takes up almost the entire composition, dwarfing the mountain below and reminding you that even the most familiar landmarks are shaped as much by atmosphere as by earth. The mountain itself glows with warm ochre and rose, its contours softened by distance, resting lightly above the still water of Nicasio Reservoir.

Small in scale, this piece invites you closer. It feels like a quiet acknowledgment of how certain places stay with us—steady as breath, threaded through the hours. While many of the night paintings in this series lean into transformation and uncertainty, this one stands firmly in daylight. It’s an anchor, a companion, a presence that doesn’t waver, reflecting the way a landscape can work its way inside you and shape your inner weather as much as the outer.

The title points to constancy: the comfort of what remains when so much else changes, the way looking again and again doesn’t flatten into sameness but deepens into connection. Home, here, is less a structure than a horizon that steadies you as you move through time. Look longer. Familiarity becomes its own kind of revelation.