Smith Mountain Lake Evening

The way I see it, there are two kinds of dreams. One is a dream that's always going to be just that..... A dream. A vision that you can never really hold in your hand. Then there's a dream that's more than a dream its like.... A map. A map that you live by and follow for the rest of your days Knowing that someday your going to stand on top of that Mountain holding everything you thought of Right There In Your Hand

Sunset on fire

People mistakenly think that art is about nature, or about an artist's feelings about nature. It is instead a path of enlightenment and pleasure, one of many paths, where nature and the artist's feelings are merely raw material.

moonlight walk

“All action takes place, so to speak, in a kind of twilight, which like a fog or moonlight, often tends to make things seem grotesque and larger than they really are.”Karl von Clausewitz

evening James River sky

“The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone here and there who thinks and feels with us, and though distant, is close to us in spirit - this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden”

Orchard Mountain Falls.

Nature's own masterpieces will never go away. If I am able to cast just a few of them in favorable light, and convince you, the viewer, to look at them again with greater appreciation and perhaps a fresh perspective, then I have succeeded as an artist. (Scott L. Christensen)

luminous intensity

It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but you are a conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it.” Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr. (Scottish writer, creator of the detective Sherlock Holmes, 1859-1930)This is facing northwest on the Blueridge Mountains. The blue is characteristic of the mountains but not always this ethereal, but when it does happen it is magic. Snow and cold weather are coming to us, behind me to the East is where I live in Lynchburg Virginia. Snow was just starting to stick to my face as I was photographing this scene

Thunder Ridge Overlook on the Blue Ridge Parkway

“It's wonderful to climb the liquid mountains of the sky. Behind me and before me is God and I have no fears.”Helen Keller (American Author and Educator who was blind and deaf. 1880-1968)