I woke up this morning with a vivid image in my head of what could be my next large painting. I went for a walk in the landscape to look again at what was on my mind and in my thoughts, for this next piece. I don’t always have a mental image of what my paintings will look like and it isn’t to say this next one will be anything like what it sets out to be either. But for now I will head in that direction and see how I interpret it onto the canvas. I think most artists can relate to this.
I think I’ve finished this piece. Unfolding Autumn came to mind as I walked in the woods a few weeks ago. It was between summer and autumn painting this.
Sometimes finishing a painting is a lot like saying good-bye to a part of myself.. (we were having such an interesting conversation. Come back again soon?…) There is a fear about that..