I have been adjusting to a new job and my painting schedule has been erratic, almost exclusively using the views of, and through, my house's windows. Rockwell Kent said in a letter written while he was living in Alaska, "In the midst of letter writing I stop to note down a dramatic cloud effect. If I am out of doors busy with the saw or axe I jump at once to my paints when an idea comes. It's a fine life..." This is pretty much sums up my work practices right now. The series that is emerging looks at stable interior features and the ephemeral landscape beyond them.
Walking into my kitchen you will see a window, which is now partially obscured by a gaudy azalea bush that a woman sold me in the grocery store after Valentine's day. It has braided branches and is very pink. But I like how it stands with the backdrop of snow covered mountain peaks and looms over the bison and elk cutting down the first grass shoots in the yard. It does not make a lot of sense, and you will probably see it make an appearance in a painting or two in the future. Imagine the paintings below with a pink azalea growing into them. It is magical. Both paintings below are 4.5 x 4.5 inches, gouache on paper.