Some of the landscapes I’ve been painting are just scenes without any special significance. And this landscape began that way. However, as I keep tinkering with it, the scene begins to suggest something to me. I don’t know what it is. A memory? Some hidden meaning?
While I was tinkering, I made a drawing.
The little yellow tree used to take up more space, as in the drawing. But I decided to make it smaller. And somehow that works better. But I don’t know why. Not in terms of naturalism, but just as meaning. Or so it seems.
There’s definitely something waiting here. (K)
Do you think so, Kerfe? It’s a puzzle — almost like the wisp of a dream more than a painting (the way that it affects me).
Yes. The story is there. It will find you.
what an exciting thought, K
Beautiful!