Size: 10"W x 8"H x 1"D
Year Created: 2018
St. Johns River. Orange County, Florida
Somewhere between Orlando and Cocoa Beach, near the Lone Cabbage restaurant and bar on highway 520 in Florida. The Everglades begins here, though the river of grass has no real start or finish.
This painting is from a photograph I took on the St Johns River in Florida, the headwaters of the Florida Everglades. The technique is vaguely impressionistic with an edge towards realism. I try to keep my work loose and free, but the urge to reproduce the image faithfully sometimes takes over.
My first love has always been landscapes. My parents took my sister and I to Paris when we were around 14 or 15. Of course the city was amazing, but our one short trip to the Louvre...just blew me away. I say short, because any trip to the Louvre is too short. We spent the entire day there and probably saw a quarter of what they had to offer. That moment when you're standing back from a painting and it looks like you're there. And then you step forward a foot or two and you notice the trees aren't quite trees. And then another step forward and you see the sky is a spray of color, not soft clouds scudding across azure. So you have to go right up to the canvas, nearly touching it with your nose and inspect the brushwork, the bristles of the instrument apparent in the pigment and see the rocks and the grass for what they are - brilliant, almost random flecks of inspiration, mere motes of oils and painstakingly ground minerals, put there by a person, and you think, "I can do that..."