In the Contiguous U.S.
Much like its companion piece, First Tracks, Snow Day is one of those rare paintings where I didn’t add humour. If felt that this exceptionally well designed sled from the 1940s had a story to tell all on its own.
I wanted the color of the light to be icy and bright to depict the way sunshine can be almost blinding against the snow on a winter day. To get maximum natural illumination, I staged this painting in my garage with the door open. While painting, I tweaked the colors to accentuate the sensation of coldness.
Although we were raised 3,000 miles apart - me in England and Sharon in Wisconsin - my wife and I have similar fond memories of the wintertime sledding ritual. We found this lovely sled online and it seemed the perfect vehicle for reminiscence - and later found out that Sharon’s mother and aunt had the exact same sled almost 70 years ago.