Conant Brook

I never know what the painting will look like until the end of this process and I am always surprised.  I take away from this experience a painting and a memory of the day, of the heat, and the two friends who I painted with. The blues, greens, purples, yellows of the sky and grasses. The water and the distance across the rolling land.  How far away from me this small section of landscape is.  This process creates in me a feeling of joy. To move the oil paint across the canvas with a brush is joy. The colors of nature…composing the image. I look at the paintings whether years, months or days after with a longing to be back in that moment.