I focus on the grace of the pronghorn—the quiet beauty in their eyes and their remarkable presence. Most people miss it, but I see it, and in this painting, I invite you to see it too. On a windswept knoll among the golden stalks of Prince’s Plume, a storm gathers on the horizon, yet all attention is drawn to the animal, poised in a fleeting, unforgettable moment.
 
24 x 18 inches, oil on linen Sierra Art Panel, unframed