Just like in a classic chiaroscuro still life, this painting is about mystery in the shadows and an intensifying path of light revealed by the objects upon which it shines.  At one level it is about light and mystery; at another level it is about the literal and psychological power of water. 

I find the "mystery" part especially fitting, as this waterfall resides beside one of the oldest trails in the Smokies.  What is now called the "Road Prong" trail is in fact an ancient trail that existed prior to the settlers' arrival to the region, and was known in the 18th century by the name of the "Indian Gap" trail.  Makes you wonder, doesn't it. 

It is a beautiful thing to be walking immersed in the deep woods and find an unexpected "power spot" such as this.  How many times over the centuries have people traveling this trail sat beside this very falls where I sat and felt wonder at the drama, beauty and mystery of Nature?  How many before me have sat there and felt connection to the whole?

Connection: one of the main reasons I hike, and paint.