This is something I am working on at present.. I find it hard to ‘stop painting’ sometimes..it’s like my conscience is whispering to stop but I can’t. Physically, I feel compelled to work some of my paintings up and up until they are almost smothered.. that is where I ‘go’ when I surround myself with my subject..
August.. The most violet of months out in the open landscape of Ireland. Mountains covered in heather of all shades of violets. It is a magical place to walk, up there in the mountains around this time of year. Those reddened violets and purples, all about to wither into golden browns and yellows and soon to be gone until next year, when the cycle begins again..
This is a recent painting where I brought some bits I’ve gathered from the forest floors while out walking. I wanted to bring the outside surroundings back to my studio for some recent paintings that I am working on. The gathering of such things like pine needles, bits of twigs, broken up pine cones and dried dead leaves were placed on the surface of the canvas before I painted over it. I used the bits I’ve gathered as a way of sketching out the composition on the canvas which changed the structure in places as the painting progressed.