A cross country oil painting tour celebrating my freedom and those who defend it.
North Dakota
August 17, 2008 In the morning I head north through Newell, the sheep capitol of the US. The landscape is flat with bluffs and a few small volcanic hills. It is a beautiful warm day as I pass fields of sheep and sunflowers. I pass one large herd of sheep with a burro in the middle. As I cross the border into North Dakota, I look for a place to paint. I decide to go to Bowman to see what a small town has to offer. At a tourist info station, a young woman directed me to a sod house and old church downtown. I decide to put my awning out for shade and include a John Deere tractor in the picture. My stay in North Dakota is brief, as I have to meet up with Roger and Cat the following day.
This year I bought a 24' RV with the simple idea of touring the country and painting. Along the way I became very aware of how blessed I was to be able to do what I loved. I've lived in countries where crossing a state or provincial border required documents or bribes and doing so as a woman alone would be unthinkable. We tend to take these things for granted, but on this trip, in seeing the small towns and their history, I became acutely aware of how many people's shoulders I was standing on. My companion on the first part of the trip would be my 14 year old cat, Picaboo who is affectionately called Boo. In February of 2008 I added a 9 year old rescue dog named Holly.