In the Shadow of Lanin
The winter storm moaned through the ancient white pine that guards our home, and wind-driven snow swirled under the eaves…
Lisa WhiteMarch 1, 2013
A Winter Moon Rises
I travel extensively, guiding in Alaska over the summer months, hosting fishing and wing shooting trips to Argentina during our…
A Midwinter Reflection on Flies
During my first season in Alaska all the guides gathered around a bonfire each night to unwind, review the day,…
Lisa WhiteFebruary 3, 2013
Painting Local
Going local seems to be the thing to do these days. Many of us search out locally grown fruit and…
Lisa WhiteFebruary 3, 2013
Cold
I look forward to spring, but feel conflicted about wishing away what’s left of our Minnesota winter.
Lisa WhiteJanuary 25, 2013
Snow
I once read, in a book by Farley Mowat, that there are dozens of words in the Inuit language for…
Lisa WhiteJanuary 18, 2013
The Start of It All
I'm putting the finishing touches on this painting today. This illustration for E. Donnall Thomas Jr.'s next column in Ducks…
Lisa WhiteJanuary 15, 2013
New Prints from Old Favorites
Every once in a while, there is a painting that is so close to me, it's hard to let go.…
Lisa WhiteJanuary 15, 2013
Firewood
It was cold the other morning and I decided to warm the studio with the first fire of the season.
Lisa WhiteDecember 4, 2012
The Moon
Life isn't long enough for love and art. W. Somerset Maugham I am drawn to the moon. It's ripening, death,…
Lisa WhiteNovember 21, 2012
The Life of an Old Duck Hunter
Painting for the Closing Column in Ducks Unlimited Magazine – Celebrating DU’s 75th Anniversary
Lisa WhiteNovember 15, 2012
A Late Summer Walk
The most potent muse of all is our own inner child. -- Stephen Nachmanovitch The restlessness in the air was…
Lisa WhiteNovember 5, 2012
