I came to think of this series of sea/skyscapes as a tribute to my late brother Gary, yet they also have been my 'go to' motif when I need to paint but I`m empty. Like tonight. When I returned home from taking Mom to the mall, I couldn`t begin to get involved with the big oil painting in process of Bryant Woods, but I wanted a brush in my hand.
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Love imagining what that great cloud contains, how it can't help but reveal how death and loss forever color what we think, how we feel.
I feel this painting.. hard to describe, Randall, but it's exactly how I feel lately when I just can't do a set up... or when there is just too much going on in the house.. I want to pick up SOMETHING and just go for it. So sorry for your loss... I find much inspiration from those who have gone before me... hugs!
Love it!
Here you are with the danger again. It doesn't feel like an evil thing, but edgy. I don't really believe in this stuff, but maybe you're on to something. Hmmm.
Yes, this is definitely a painting that seeps into your subconscious and you wonder...thanks for sharing and thanks for being so obsessed with art that you can't not paint something :) I know that feeling although my efforts don't always come out as lovely and evocative as your's.
I know that you have conversations with trees but now you are wowing me with these fabulous clouds. I hope the weather man approves of this beauty!
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