Many of my landscape paintings start with no preconceived ideas; I just begin to put paint on the canvas. In no time at all, my memories and impressions of our beautiful world, combined with the developing colors and contours of paint, begin to claim their existence, and end up reminding me of a place previously visited.
It’s interesting to me that orchard memories seem to have cropped up in abstract form a couple times in the last month or so.
Could it be possible that within a couple months, we will begin to see blossoms on the trees and other signs of spring?
Looking forward to the next season,