About this Painting
I’m admiring the variety in southern Kansas on my drives down to Oklahoma to visit my fiancee. I take a lot of snapshots along the stretch of highway down around the gyp hill area where the landscape changes from plain to gully. The colors shift from the muted winter, to the green sprout spring, to the golden waves of grain in the summer. Along the highway as you dig out of the gullys, the sky opens wide, the clouds transition from chunky claustrophobic volumes to free cotton florets. It’s easier to capture the visage with words rather than a snapshot. I think Earl Kuhn captures the subtle forms the best in his watercolors. There are these deep rich colors only available to the eye I would like to somehow capture with pigment on canvas.
-Ian Hampton on South of Pratt Harvest