I often think of myself as a painter of psychological landscapes. As much as I hate to label myself this is a description I have found suits my enthusiasms and interests. Painting is only worthwhile if it is in pursuit of some larger meaning, that is what keeps me digging.
I am awake in the dark, pretending otherwise. Breathing slow, remaining still. Dread crawls the ladder of my spine.
This painting is part of an ongoing series I keep adding to. The images are all big storms over water. They have a very heavy psychological feel. I am utterly obsessed with this collection and keep adding to it!
