I painted this on the edge of the water, where the shoreline feels like it’s doing two things at once—holding steady and constantly changing. The scene was all blues and greens, but what pulled me in were the bursts of red and violet pushing up through the grasses, as if the landscape couldn’t help but speak in color.
I wanted the flowers to feel close enough to brush your sleeve, with the lake and distant hills settling into a quieter rhythm behind them. The thick paint is applied with the palette knife—my way of keeping the energy alive on the canvas
I painted this on the edge of the water, where the shoreline feels like it’s doing two things at once—holding steady and constantly changing. The scene was all blues and greens, but what pulled me in were the bursts of red and violet pushing up through the grasses, as if the landscape couldn’t help but speak in color.
I wanted the flowers to feel close enough to brush your sleeve, with the lake and distant hills settling into a quieter rhythm behind them. The thick paint is applied with the palette knife—my way of keeping the energy alive on the canvas