PAINTINGS

All I paint are spirals between the stars and their root-light feeding the big trees. Between you and the diamond veil is a single beat of the hummingbird’s tiny heart spread like thunder down into the river canyon. Nature has one seamless memory of itself. The algorithm at the unifying border is as shocking in its resiliency as its elegant simplicity. All the forms of sex and death are found on this side of the creek, in the forest at dawn. (obi)

The Trail Painters

I am a trail painter. That means I paint on the trail across the mountains of the West, I don’t paint the trail itself. There is a fundamental difference between what I do, and what these guys do, er, did. I capture the emotional, expressionist bend of the light through […]

The Day of the Red Raven

Original #trailpaintings by Obi Kaufmann @coyotethunder. Watercolor on heavy paper. 7″ (17.74cm) wide x 10.5″ (27.3cm) tall. From the series: DAY OF THE RED RAVEN, journeys across the Columbian Plateau – the deserts and forests of Eastern Oregon. December 2014. Click on Gallery image below to link to purchasing information […]