Size and price details for each of these paintings can be found on the New Original Work page. Contact me with any questions.
I arrived in Bristol Bay in the spring of 1984, as a rookie guide at Golden Horn Lodge. Although, I knew how to fish and was comfortable on the water, I arrived without any real guiding experience. In those days if you wanted to guide in Alaska, fishing experience was the least important qualification; all you really needed was a pulse, a Buck knife, a buffalo plaid shirt, a story, and (hopefully) no police record. I checked all the boxes and got the job. What I did bring with me was a deep interest in painting, and capturing the multitude of moods that wash over the Alaskan landscape.
I’ve worked, guided, fished, hosted trips, and painted Southwest Alaska for forty years now, and I wouldn’t trade a day of it for a year of anything else. It’s been a perfect circle; What I love to paint is the Alaskan landscape in its myriad of moods; sweeping vistas, weather, seasons, colors, and reflected light.
These are some of my most recent images, many of them painted on location at Royal Coachman Lodge, Bristol Bay Lodge, and Tikchik Narrows Lodge.
Perhaps, you’ve always wanted to go to Alaska, or you’ve been there and recognize the play of color and reflected light, or we were fortunate to spend time together on the water. In any case, I hope you’ll enjoy these images.
Bob you probably don’t remember me, but I’ve bought a couple original paintings from you. One of the lab with duck in mouth looked just like the lab I had lived in Alaska. A friend of mine and I rented the Goldenhorn Lodge in the 2000s from Ed Rasmuson, who with a number of other people owned Golden horn. We had the lodge for two summers, entertain a number of people friends , politicians, business acquaintances … was one of the highlights of our lives! I understand it is since sold, and it been completely remodeled because the roof on the main lodge fell in a few years ago through a heavy snow.
Small world!! My wife and I and now retired living in Santa Fe, New Mexico still do a little fishing and hunting, but it slowed down at age 80.
Hey there, Randy.
Thanks for reaching out to me… it’s been a long time! 1984 and 85 were a magical time for me. I think about Golden Horn Lodge all of the time… hell, I even have dreams about the place! I’ve often thought about stopping in when we fly over. I’m glad you had some wonderful times there. It’s also good to hear you’re still going strong… keep at it, and let me know if I can ever be helpful.