5:49 PM: an odd day, it was. i had absolutely no juice to paint. nada. so i did some stretching & unstretching, preparing for my next paintings. i did look at my books on 18th century painter taiga.
as you can see from the paint stained book cover, i’ve spent lots of time studying this remarkable artist. i made a series of studies in 2011, ABOVE, which dramatically influenced my path from then on.
i contemplated how my current series of creek oils reflect the lessons i learned from my old buddy.
4/29/21 creek oil, BELOW, may give you an idea. this creek-scape contains many of the same elements as taiga’s landscape based compositions. i’m beginning to think maybe i’ve finally found a way to integrate his discoveries.
this is how art happens; over decades, we slowly wind our way back to our core identity, the one we were all born with then forgot. the freedom of a particular mark in a particular moment bursts forth, defining new territory as it sniffs the aroma of now.
5/3/21 creek oil 26 x 78”
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