There is something dreamy about a summer sky. When I was little I used to lie down on open lawns and in country meadows to watch the sky. I was happy lying in the grass with the smell of wild flowers and songs of crickets all around me. The clouds would billow and break as they drifted above me. Summer was a long, lazy vacation of wandering and exploring nature. Do you see why I love painting skies?
I’m thinking these days about how I paint and what I paint. I’m thinking about painting in a “flow state”. Its like diving into a river. More on this in my next post.
“Summer Day” 14×18. oil. Available. $2,000. Information here