Sometimes a bit of clarity takes all the fun out of it.
Sometimes appreciating the pace while distancing oneself can be a beautiful thing.
and provide flashes of insight that can be a pleasant diversion in themselves.
I love trees and the transient and monumental life that they lead – without any need for recognition or search for meaning of any kind.
They come, they breathe, they take they give. They leave. Another comes. And they probably are not even aware of us rushing past.
Which is why I paint them. It’s a great lesson in life I think, the stillness and yielding of trees….
i can see that there will be some atmospheric and enigmatic paintings in the works …
When I was a child I would sit in the back seat of the car and imagine that we were the stationary ones – and it was in fact the trees that were moving.
Like the 1st pic in particular:)