HWY 411

Driving down Highway 411 in Fort Bridger, Wyoming, these bales can be spotted in the late summer, early fall as ranchers harvest their feed to last throughout the harsh 9 months of winter ahead. This painting isn't just a field, it's early mornings and late nights, its early calves and late snow. Nestled in the far corner is Gilbert's Peak, as you peer into Stoddard's field with the old fallen apart fence and the Black's Fork River rushing nearby to the left. 
 
In a grand 2x3 feet, this acrylic painting on stretched canvas is an impeccaple representation of life in Southwest Wyoming, the place I grew up.