Thursday, April 5, 2012
My Dad was a Rock Collector
Good to be looking at some of the work I have been working on these past fleeting days. The painting above (24x20 maybe) I removed from a local gallery because it appeared "unfinished " to me, so I revamped it and now it is much more to my sensibilities and it also makes me think of my father and his rock collector facet. Dad made me look at rocks and my art eye saw the art in them. Now my paintings speak to me of rocks, levels in the land, what lies beneath, buried and exposed. Dad, I am thinking of you.