Thomas Kinkade, the painter of light, shares some interesting insight on his paintings. Did you know he hides the letter “N” in his artwork? Hear more! Shop the entire collection here – bit.ly

I worked on Caesarea at sunset, as the sun touched the wispy clouds with gold and painted the azure Mediterranean a rich cobalt blue. I worked at a frantic pace as I struggled to keep up with the setting sun. I think you’ll note the broken colors and bold brush strokes that give plein air studies like this their energy and dramatic power. Caesarea may not be a vigorous port any longer, but I certainly attempted to make my Caesarea a vigorous painting.

When I set myself the goal of creating the twelve epic paintings for the Disney Dreams Collection, I knew it would be a vast undertaking. After all, each painting in the series presents a vision of the entire movie in one image what I like to call a narrative panorama. To suggest the moment of Bambis empowerment, I positioned him on a rocky precipice overlooking the terrain of his kingdom and the four seasons of his first year. If you look closely, Bambis self-sacrificing mother can be seen, as a half hidden image upon the distant mountain. Truly, a mothers love, like the spirit of the mighty mountains, will guide a son forever. The central theme of Bambi is the cycle of the seasons and the ongoing flow of life. Truly, water flows through the world like life itself a timeless reminder that despite the passing seasons, nature thrives and a new generation is born. I believe Bambis First Year is the most breathtaking subject in my Disney Dreams Collection to date. I hope as you look at Bambi cresting the ridge of his domain, you too will feel empowered to live your best life and to count on a season of new beginnings, even when the challenges of life confront you. Truly for Bambi, and for us, life goes on.

Chicago’s Water Tower looms like a nostalgic monument from an ancient age. Indeed, the limestone and concrete tower, built in 1869 to resemble a Gothic castle from a much more distant time, is one of the very few standing survivors of the great Chicago fire. In my painting, quaint hansom cabs convey tourists to and fro, and crowds of shoppers and celebrants fill the streets. It’s winter in the city; for the visitor, winter is a romantic season in Chicago, softening the city’s hard lines with its shimmering light.