One of the many things that make me stop on my tracks while out on hikes is the sound of creaking trees. I just love that sound so much and it is very comforting to me for whatever reason. The creaks vary in levels of sound and speed depending on the weather conditions and the age or size of the tree. The older and bigger the tree, the deeper it sounds. It also changes in speed according to the winds. They echo from one end of the forest to another as if in communication to each other.
I sit and eavesdrop till its time to go..
Works in progress and probably a full moon eve moment of madness!
These began as gestural quick marks that all came about in one session within 4 hours. It was an expressive beginning to something I wanted to explore using yellow and orange, colours I love using together. The mediums used were both oil paints and oil sticks.
The next stage will be to refine parts of the works that appeal to me and to challenge the line, colour and marks further into a unity that is less arbitrary.