Sky

I would struggle to explain what I see in words. I can only show you. There are no words.

I can stare at the sky for hours. I see ghosts up there.

I paint a painting because I need to tell my story of how I see the world around me. A painting is my expression of living.

I love watching these forms move and gather together and then break away. I love to paint that one moment in time.

I love to visualize a painting before I begin. This landscape was painted on a large 4’x7’ canvas board. My vision was to complete the painting then cut it up into smaller paintings. It was not easy making the cuts because I fell in love with the painting when it was finished. Yet I was

What interest me the most are huge clouds that give birth to baby clouds.

I photographed this sunflower while I was lying on the ground and I saw the amazing colors come together as the deep blue sky framed a sun lit flower.  I knew it was a successful piece even before I started the painting. 

I painted this tree from my house.  It stood as a lone silhouette against the darkening sky at twilight. I was thrilled by the color and form.

A piece of art should always be about ideas. I never try to copy my subject, I always try to express my ideas about what I see and feel.