Paintings by Roger Miller
I lost my only son at age 6. That’s when I began to realize life is too short and too precious a thing to waste on worry.
My art is a representation of the joys of life, found in the small aspects, in the grandeur of mountains, the power of the water, the Majesty of all living things.
The challenges I face, in addition to there’s not enough time in the day, are putting on canvas a scene that evokes reality in the veiwer, that tickles a distant memory of, ” I may have been there”. I’d love to express this the way the Old Masters did, the purity and intensity of light, the mystery of shadow, the brush strokes of genius. …
