Believing in, applying, my own definition of what a landscape is, then, I am not

a landscape painter, which is not to say I haven’t painted a landscape. I abstract

shape, form, rhythm, pattern out of the landscape I lose myself in, and this is not the same thing as painting landscapes. Nor am I simply splitting hairs here, merely pointing out a different approach, my own unique way of seeing, of working and abstracting ideas, resulting in paintings of highly lyrical, accented aspects of the total landscape.

what may become a new series, is now 2 painted expressions of a willow covered, somewhat foggy spit of land jutting out into the lake.

“daydream overhanging willows rustle their leaves in the reflecting comfort of going nowhere (3)”   18″ x 24″    Mixed media (watercolour / crylic painted directly on gessoed birch panel) (available)

 “daydream overhanging willows rustle their leaves in the reflecting comfort of going nowhere (1)”   16″ x 16″    Mixed media (watercolour / crylic painted directly on gessoed birch panel)  (private collection)