When our children were young we would load them up in the Suburban early in the morning and head off to Taos or Santa Fe to go ski. This was a yearly event for our family. Along highway 287, I would make a number of stops in different small west Texas towns and take photographs. (Thankfully, Kathy and the kids were patient with me) Over the years, I collected many images. This is a recent painting of one of those small town scenes in Quanah, Texas. -
