Author: Emil Morhardt
Max, the Great Horned Owl #8
Greater Roadrunner #3
Birds in the Fog
Birds In the Night
Great Egret #3
The Squadron: A commissioned triptych of four Brown Pelicans with Santa Cruz Island in the background.
A UGallery Staff Pick in February: Do Egrets have Regrets?
Gallery 113 October 2019
Featured Artist for October
These are all acrylic on 1.5″ canvas, all unframed except that I made a custom frame for the picture above the little table after it was sold. I think they are quite nice either way.
I painted them all in 2019, some as recently as last week, so they are highly representative of my current output
Gallery Los Olivos, September 2019
Fur and Feathers…a show of wildlife art by Emil Morhardt and Claudia Chapman running through September 2019
Great Crested Tern #1 at UGallery
Lately I’ve been thinking about my long career as an ecologist and climate change scientist and the subtle ways it seems to be driving me to paint seabirds as a sort of antidote to the unrelenting onslaught of bad environmental news. My thoughts were amplified recently on a trip aboard Lindblad Expeditions’ National Geographic Orion from Tahiti, through the Tuamotu Archipelago, to the Marquesas Islands and back. The trip was fantastic.
The atolls we snorkeled and the islands we visited are out of the way, mostly undeveloped, and when populated at all, only lightly, by people living close to the land; no wonder Paul Gauguin chose this place to paint and be buried. The young naturalists on board enthusiastically located, pointed out, and identified nearly every species of coral, fish, and bird with amazing alacrity with little reference to climate change, ocean acidification, overfishing, accumulation of plastic debris, and other environmental ramifications of the growing human population that currently fill the scientific literature. It felt good to celebrate what we have rather than bemoan what has been lost, and it is the business of cruises like this one to seek out the best wild areas in the world where degradation is minimal.
Approaching Mo’orea near the end of the trip I spent hours photographing Great Crested Terns swooping from 50 feet above the bow waves to pick flying fish from the air as they tried to avoid what must have seemed like a very large predator. These large terns fly so fast and change direction so abruptly that they are hard to photograph, but when you get one in focus they are compelling.