Honanki and Palatki Ruins trails

These trails are not difficult in any way, in fact time spent actually hiking from the parking lot to the ruins is minimal. The real spirit of these trails is in the ancient ruins themselves. The sense of  historical 'presence' still emanates from the 'magic' and ancient wisdom that was practiced here for centuries by succeeding groups of native peoples while scrabbling out a living in this very unforgiving land, depending on their visions of gods and spirits for help and guidance. Up close to these rock cliffs, wind and water formed towers, caves, and box canyons, the lighting is strange and intense. Color is equally unique and unusual so I was moved to try some experimental attempts to describe the spiritual and historical emanations flowing from these ancient places. The 'rock art' I incorporated is very close to the real experience one feels while intruding on the mysteries of these special locations.

Courthouse Butte Loop Trail, (early AM)

Got out really early this morning to see one of the most picturesque trails I've walked yet. It was a good solid two hour walk but fairly easy walking, good trail conditions and not much upping and downing. Saw lots of cottontail bunny's and one, honest to gosh, black tipped long eared jack rabbit. The photography was magnificent as I hiked close up to some of the most dramatic red rock formations in the area. But the highlight for me was coming up over a small ridge in the trail and becoming aware of a sizable lump in the middle of the trail just ten or twelve feet in front of me. Then the lump moved, and growled! I yanked my glasses on and found myself staring at a beautiful young bobcat who was staring back at me. Fortunately, he was not crouching over a fresh kill or he might have taken more umbrige at my presence. Instead he grumbled his indignation at my interruption and stalked off into the grass clumps and turned to stare back at me to see if my intention was to molest him in any way. The furthest thing from my mind, let me tell you! I yanked my camera out and frantically tried to focus on him but couldn't find him in the viewfinder. Looking over the top of the camera, I realized he was on his way out of town fast, so I just swung the camera along the path he was heading and snapped, hoping for luck. This is the result.

My legs were tired by the time I returned all the way back to my car (I had tried a different pair of hiking boots), but I sat thinking what an amazing experience I just had, all because I really wanted to get out and hike in the early hours and light. The sky was fairly overcast and even a bit threatening. The light and colors were very cool and very soft. Not all jazzy or intense and contrasty. Mostly it was just very low contrast, the darks were not really even opaque black like you get on a sunny bright morning, and the light colors were very muted and soft. I realized to paint that, I would have to really plan out my complementary color combinations, and paint mostly with cool variations of hues. Very much the opposite of the way I usually try to express the red rock vistas in the majority of my pieces. Later in the day the exact same places would look entirely different, and require a complete change of colors.  I'll have to really think about and maybe study up on how to effectively paint that feeling of coolness and very early light. Steven Quiller is the artist I will study up some more on, as he teaches how to really get those lovely cool muted grays and and make them really work for you, and not get muddy or overworked.

Munds Wagon trail on Schnebly Hill

A bit of history; this morning's hike was up along a  familiar historic pathway carved up out of Sedona to the top of the Mogollon rim by a pioneer rancher named Jim Munds. I heard that settlers had to disassemble their wagons and haul them up to the top and then reassemble them before taking the two day long trip to Flagstaff to sell their produce. An onerous process, but still better and quicker than trying to scrabble a way up around and onto the sheer rim's cliffs.  more information

Art thoughts:   I keep thinking, gotta catch the rim light on these massive buttresses looming above us. It's 5:30 am and the sun is already starting to make its presence felt just over the top of the rim. It provides the contrast that helps light up the massive sandstone monuments wallowing in the early morning shade. The colors become spectacular. My wife Karen and I have become addicted to this cool, clean, fresh time of day that soon will be frying in near 100 degree heat. This morning on the hike up the trail we had our eyes always up on the slowly passing cliffs above us, but when we finally decided to turn around and head back down Karen got an idea for a neat children's book that had us both with our noses to the ground photographing minute details she can incorporate into her book idea. Good hiking shoes and an excellent digital camera are absolutely required equipment for all of the hikes around the Sedona area. So I photograph like a tourist on steroids because there is so much to see and the light moves so inexorably that it is intimidating to try to do much in the way of pleinaire sketching. 

This painting was done quite a while ago of the same area as the hike, and I kind of like it.

This is the soft effect of morning light that I am trying to learn to master. The muted soft grays and tones are acquired by mixing complementary colors (colors located directly across the color wheel with lots of water so the white of the paper functions to present luminous but subtle colors.