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Starting to work my way through some of the images my Dad took on our trips to the Rockies. My parents and I would hop out of the Volkswagen bus, and my Austrian Dad would start photographing every mountain in sight. Having grown up in the Alps, for my mountaineering skiing Dad being in the Rockies was better than visiting Europe’s finest cathedrals. In those days, in many spots we were almost the only people there.
16" x 16" Acrylic on Deep Canvas 2020 Collection of the Artist