September is my favorite time of year in Alaska. Because the seasons change here so quickly all the vegetation dresses in their Sunday best before taking their long winter's rest. Scarlet, yellows, the deepest violets, and even splashes of fireweed crimson in the undergrowth flood the senses. My attempt with this painting was to push the traditional limited palette of red, yellow and blue to it's full capacity. Using the palette knife enabled me to push the colors without loosing their inherent identity and saturation in the foreground. I slowly allowed the blue-grays to dominate as the mountains continued to recede into the hazy sky. As I painted, I was struck by the metaphor and symbolism of the word "fall". How clear everything was in the present where I was, and how hazy it was in the distant mountains, where I will someday go. A brief parting of the sky reassured me that adventures indeed could be found "further up, and further in."