When I first moved to Washington, it was two months before the clouds dissipated enough for me to catch a glimpse of Mt. Rainier (and I almost wrecked my car when I did). The Cascade's tallest peak is visible for hundreds of miles on one of these rare clear days, and it dominates the skyline. Its size relative to its neighboring mountains is awe-inspiring, and even after a year and a half of living in the presence of this mountain, it never failed to impress me.
This painting was a quick watercolor landscape I did to remember my time there. I certainly won't miss the rain, but Washington sure is a beautiful place when you get down to it. I took the picture with my phone, which resulted in losing a lot of the detail, but I am fairly satisfied with the way the painting turned out.
"Great men are rarely isolated mountain peaks;
they are the summits of ranges." - Thomas W. Higginson
