Tuesday, August 25, 2009
As I begin to block in color on the distant part of this abandoned ore trestle, I am impressed by the amount of toil and sweat that went into building the Independence Mine. Every timber and rail had to be brought up Hatcher Pass with trucks and then ferried up the mountainside. Many of the heavy ore carts are still there, rusting on their tracks as if frozen in time. I think about the type of individual who worked at this huge mine, braving the elements and myriad dangers to blast the gold from its hidden veins inside the mountain. I hope this painting can in some way be a tribute to the rugged Alaskan spirit of the men who worked here.
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