When I looked at this bank of soft weeds with a pond and mountains beyond, I saw a chaos of visual information. There was something special and alive about that tall, central weed, so I let go of expectations about composition, jumped in, and trusted intuition. (Barbara and Meg were painting nearby, Barbara up the gravel path, Meg amid the apple trees — see below.) Oil on stretched canvas, 20" x 16", framed.
Polly, I'm just now seeing your work, and I think this is wonderful – free, fresh, immediate. I also like the photos of fellow painters. We met at KG long ago. Anyway, I plan to look around here. Thanks
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