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.
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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