Jim Reynolds grew up in California near the Donner Pass–a place that arouses a hunger for history (No one ever gets this joke. Maybe it’s in poor taste? Ok, I’ll stop now.) At 13, Reynolds received a calendar with a reproduction of a Frank Tenney Johnson and began to wonder what it would take to be able to paint like that. After a stint in the navy in World War II he studied art, became a commercial illustrator, and enjoyed great success as a storyboard and set artist in Hollywood. In 1967, Reynolds moved to Arizona, where he earned every Western honor. When you really take in his work, Reynolds seems to descend directly from his hero, Frank Tenney Johnson, balancing loosely drawn landscape elements with tighter figures and animals.