Fraction of Truth
Putting the easel out-doors shattered my perspectives and priorities.
Nature becomes everything. I cease to exist. The senses merge with the sky, the sea. It is as though the painting paints itself. I have learned to put away these paintings and to leave them alone. The critical mind must be kept away. Once I have forgotten the painting and rediscover it, and find that it is alive, then I am happy.Learn MoreJan 14, 2020