“I mean, hell, they’re why I’m still here, he says. “I’ve tried to ignore them for years, but I just can’t.”

As such, ‘i’ve never been here before’ reflects a deep-seated sense of place, a kind of colloquial sonnet to these gargantuan gneiss and granite monuments, and to the Wydaho lifestyle local settlers have sought for over a century on both sides of the Tetons. Compositionally, the spatiality reflects something very much intrinsic to the romantic notions of the American West. In the large-scale diptych painting titled Rendezvous, the Teton Range rises up to frame two riders, male and female, their mounts nose to nose amid a vast swath of green under a brilliant blue sky. It’s a meeting imbued with purpose, yet one which remains a mystery.