2020
On another walk around our local fields I saw another huge cloud arcing over the sky in the last light of the day. I noticed the light raking nearby trees underneath the cloud bank, almost as if it were coming from there. As with all fleeting moments in the edges of day, this didn't last long, and took a few tries in the studio to regain that one particular moment. But that is really the beauty of painting to me, working myself back to a deep feeling in a surprising event.