Original 11 x 14 Oil on Canvas
Signed Certificate of Authenticity
Ready to hang
Painted July 8, 2020
There’s a road outside Viroqua lined with Amish farms, greenhouses, candy and bake shops, and wood mills. It’s the kind of road where there’s always something worth looking at, and this particular stretch caught my eye one day as we drove through the area.
The road curves right through the middle of the painting, pulling you past farm buildings and a silo on one side and rows of greenhouses on the other. I liked the way all those practical farm structures sat against the open sky and rolling land without needing any fussing up.
I pushed the color pretty hard in this one. The greens are broken up with reds, oranges and blues across the fields and buildings, while the big summer sky keeps the whole thing open. The brushwork stayed loose and direct because I wanted it to feel like the drive itself — you notice the scene, it grabs you, and then you’re already moving on.
That’s Irish Ridge Road for me. Farms, greenhouses, little roadside businesses, and plenty of reasons to slow down and look around.
Want a print instead? You can find prints of this piece here: Spring on Irish Ridge Road.
Original 11 x 14 Oil on Canvas
Signed Certificate of Authenticity
Ready to hang
Painted July 8, 2020
There’s a road outside Viroqua lined with Amish farms, greenhouses, candy and bake shops, and wood mills. It’s the kind of road where there’s always something worth looking at, and this particular stretch caught my eye one day as we drove through the area.
The road curves right through the middle of the painting, pulling you past farm buildings and a silo on one side and rows of greenhouses on the other. I liked the way all those practical farm structures sat against the open sky and rolling land without needing any fussing up.
I pushed the color pretty hard in this one. The greens are broken up with reds, oranges and blues across the fields and buildings, while the big summer sky keeps the whole thing open. The brushwork stayed loose and direct because I wanted it to feel like the drive itself — you notice the scene, it grabs you, and then you’re already moving on.
That’s Irish Ridge Road for me. Farms, greenhouses, little roadside businesses, and plenty of reasons to slow down and look around.
Want a print instead? You can find prints of this piece here: Spring on Irish Ridge Road.