Ever feel like you almost see the flames pouring down?
Well, here’s what it might look like.
Great for the soul, in the depths of winter!
After a short break, I am finally finding a rhythm in the studio, the first of the new year. It brought me this new piece, a 24″ by 24″ painting on linen that I am calling Majesty, settling on that because some form of that word came up whenever I would try to determine what the painting was saying to me.
At first I thought of Mountain King. Then King’s Road. Then Mountain Majesty, especially once the color of the mountains began to come about. It reminded me of the verse from America the Beautiful— O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain!
It just seemed to fit.
For me, the strength of this piece is in its simplicity and lack of detail and in the purple bands of the mountains’ profiles and the manner…
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