It comes swiftly, without warning unless you've been watchful. Dust and debris swoop down filtering an eerie light from a veiled sun.
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| Acrylic on board (14" x 11") |
The thought that all is temporary pervades all senses.
Sunday, November 23, 2014
The Storm (the Gathering Clouds)
The landscape features most prominently in the body of my work. It is a landscape of suggestion, rather than a faithful figurative rendering; it is a landscape of fiction and abstraction. Major influences on my work have been the Canadian landscape, the tropical forest of the Congo and the land of the Mediterranean/Middle East. Born in Exeter, Ontario,I studied at the University of Prince Edward Island, McGill University in Montreal and the Université du Québec à Trois Rivières.
I always ask one question; when does the unconventional become so utterly conventional as to become uninteresting - dull in fact? I hope these are not dull whatever else they are. Let me know what you think.
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