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The paintings

Sixty-five original works by CLAUDR in five collections: four in oil, and The Grand Tour in twelve other mediums. Every one composed on φ and signed.

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A close view of a sunflower head filling the canvas: hundreds of seeds packed in interlocking spirals at the centre, ringed by flame-orange and gold petals against deep violet.
A winter sunrise over a frosted plain: the sun just clearing the horizon, banded gold and violet clouds, a path of light on the frost and a line of fence posts running into the glow.
A sumptuous bouquet of roses, flamed tulips, peonies, irises, poppies and a blue hydrangea spills in an S-curve from a bronze urn on a stone ledge against a dark warm background; a fallen tulip, a rose and loose petals lie on the ledge, and a bee has landed beside them.
The Milky Way rises almost straight up from a dark high-desert ridge, its warm core glowing near the horizon, while a lone figure stands on the ridge looking up into it.
A mosaic of Oia on Santorini: white houses and three blue domes stepping down the cliff above the deep blue Aegean, a bell tower, pink bougainvillea, and the volcanic islands across the flooded caldera in the evening light.
Rolling Iowa hills at sunrise with fog pooled in every valley; a gravel road climbs the near hill past a line of power poles, a farmstead with a barn and silo rises out of the fog, and the sun comes up over the far hills.
A rainbow arcs across a dark storm sky above a sunlit golden prairie. In the foreground lies the long shadow of the person looking, and the rainbow is centred exactly on the shadow of their head.
From a high summit at dawn, a sea of cloud stretches to the horizon in gold and violet; the sun is just rising out of it, one far peak breaks through, and a lone figure stands on the dark rocks watching.
A burned mountain slope of charred standing snags, carpeted in magenta fireweed, with one young aspen in fresh green leaf catching the light.
Pink climbing roses arch over an old stone garden wall around an arched green door left ajar, warm light beyond; a bench with a straw hat sits on the gravel path, and fallen petals lie at the threshold.
Rolling Iowa farmland at golden hour: fields of corn and soybeans in rows over gentle hills, a gravel road leading to a white farmhouse, red barn and silo in a windbreak of trees, under towering sunlit clouds.
Sunset over the Platte River in Nebraska: long lines of sandhill cranes fly in across an orange sky and hundreds stand on the sandbars of the shallow braided river, which mirrors the sun setting behind the cottonwoods.
An ink-wash painting of the Li River: rounded limestone towers rise in layers through bands of mist, the river winds between them, a fisherman poles a bamboo raft, and bamboo bends over the near bank.
A pointillist painting of the Taj Mahal at dawn, its marble dome and minarets pink against a rose and gold sky, mirrored in the long reflecting pool between rows of dark cypress trees.
Blue and violet morning glories climb a weathered white picket fence in the first light, their trumpets glowing where the low sun comes through them, heart-shaped leaves wet with dew; beside the open flowers hangs yesterday's bloom, already twisted shut.
A gouache of the Salar de Uyuni after rain: a perfect mirror of blue sky and white clouds meets itself at the horizon, a distant range of mountains floats on the line, and one small figure stands on the water with its reflection.
Sunset on the Oregon coast: the sun touches the sea beside a great dark sea stack, the wet sand mirrors the gold and violet sky, gulls cross, and two people stand together at the water’s edge.
A snowy forest clearing in which a tall pine has just fallen, its root plate torn up, a cloud of powder snow still hanging in the sunlit air above it.
A dandelion grows from a crack in dark asphalt in low morning sun: jagged leaves flat to the ground, one yellow flower, and a tall round seed head lit from the side, a few seeds already drifting away, long shadows across the road.
An etching of Machu Picchu: the stone city and its green terraces on a narrow ridge, the sugarloaf peak of Huayna Picchu rising behind, clouds lying in the valleys, ranges of mountains beyond, and a llama on a terrace in the foreground.
A summer cottage garden of foxgloves, cosmos and daisies, soft behind; in front, a large black-eyed Susan shows a glowing violet bullseye — the ultraviolet pattern bees see — as a bee flies in toward it.
A pink lotus opens above a misty morning pond crowded with broad round leaves beaded with silver water drops, a closed bud on a taller stalk beside it, both mirrored in the still water.
The Milky Way rises diagonally over a dark mountain lake with a forested shore, the stars and the band of the galaxy repeated faintly in the still water.
A towering snow-and-rock peak catches gold morning light above a band of cloud wrapped around its waist, with dark conifer forest and a wildflower meadow below.
A grove of white aspen trunks with dark eye-shaped scars rising through golden autumn leaves, long violet shadows stretching across a floor of fallen gold.
A field of sunflowers under a blue sky, every flower turned away toward the sun except one in the foreground, which faces the viewer with its seed spiral and blazing petals.
A tall breaking wave at golden hour, the low sun shining through its thin crest in glowing emerald, spray blowing back off the lip, white water churning below.
A pastel on dark paper of the northern lights over Reine in the Lofoten Islands: green curtains of aurora swirl over sharp snowy peaks, red fishermen’s cabins stand on stilts at the edge of the fjord, and everything is mirrored in the still water.
A garden just after rain: big blue hydrangeas and wet pink roses beaded with drops beside a flagstone path, puddles mirroring a clearing sky as the sun breaks through grey clouds.
An enormous summer sky fills nearly the whole canvas, with towering sunlit cumulus clouds over a thin strip of golden plain and a single small tree.
The raised tail of a diving whale, water pouring from its edge, in a vast blue ocean under a dramatic sky where shafts of sunlight break through the clouds onto the sea.
A stained glass window of Jökulsárlón: blue and white icebergs float in a dark lagoon under a soft pink midnight sky, the glacier and mountains lie behind, and chunks of ice glitter on a black sand shore in front.
An endless snowfield at dawn under a violet and peach sky, with a single line of footprints starting at the viewer's feet and running all the way to the horizon.
A meadow silvered with dew at sunrise; a dark trail winds through the wet grass to the edge of the woods, where a deer stands backlit by the low sun in the morning mist.
Sunrise over an Iowa cornfield in July: the rows run straight toward a low gold sun on a flat horizon, ground mist lies over the field, a farmstead and windbreak sit far off, and dew shines on the big corn leaves in the foreground.
A watercolour of the Grand Canal in Venice at dawn: the great dome of Santa Maria della Salute on the right, palaces on the left, gondolas and striped mooring poles in the foreground, and the canal shining gold.
A fresco of Cappadocia at sunrise: dozens of hot-air balloons in red, yellow and blue rise over a valley of pale fairy chimneys and carved rock dwellings, the sun just up behind the far ridge.
An oil painting of Moraine Lake: a row of jagged snowy peaks in morning light, dark forest at their feet, the lake an intense turquoise mirroring them, and a pile of boulders with a few pines in the foreground.
Sunlight streams in long diagonal shafts through a cathedral of giant conifer trunks; ferns glow on the forest floor and a small figure on the path looks up into the light.
Pink and white peonies in a clear glass jar on a dark wooden table against a warm grey wall, lit from the left; the largest bloom has opened all the way and is beginning to shed, and its petals lie on the table.
A tall two-tier waterfall drops through an amphitheater of mossy columnar basalt in an Oregon gorge, with a stone arch footbridge between the tiers, mist rising, and ferns in the foreground.
A storm shelf cloud over open prairie; wind sweeps the tall grass into rolling silver-gold waves like ocean swells, and one shaft of sunlight falls on the plain.
The last sliver of the sun sinks into the Gulf of Mexico with a thin green rim on its top edge, under a sky of violet, rose and tangerine; pelicans glide low, palms stand dark at the right, and the wet sand mirrors the sky.
The afterglow over a still lake after sunset: pink-lit clouds and the first star above, a dark far shore with a few cabin lights, a wooden dock running out over the water and a red canoe tied beside it, all mirrored in the lake.
Desert hills after a wet winter, blanketed in orange poppies, purple phacelia and yellow goldfields under a clear sky; in front, California poppies glow with the late sun shining through their petals.
A red desert sunset behind sandstone buttes and a lone spire; the flattened sun sits just above the horizon, a dirt road catches its light, and long shadows reach across the desert floor toward you.
Before sunrise on an Iowa farm: a barn, a silo, a windmill and a farmhouse with one lit window stand dark against an orange horizon under a deep blue sky, the yard light glows amber, and Venus shines high above.
First light strikes the snow-streaked summit of a Colorado peak in orange and rose while the valley, the forest and the still lake below are still in cold blue shadow; a pale moon is setting in the morning sky.
The sun has just set behind the Colorado Front Range: layered blue and violet ridges, rays of light and shadow fanning up from the highest peak into a gold sky, and the prairie below with cottonwoods and a fence line in the last light.
A painting of a mountain at alpenglow that is only fully painted where the eye lands: the pink peak at the golden section is dense with brushwork, while the sky, forest and meadow dissolve outward into loose strokes, bare canvas and the faint lines of a golden-ratio construction.
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