I decided to stop working on this painting. I used that sentence carefully, in place of the more usual single word ‘finished’.
This is a deconstruction of the colors of a morning, through the leaves of a tree. I used a more strict geometry of squares as I considered they might be digital pixels, on which this memory of this tree is now stored. The squares possess the quality of energy and implied movement through their interrelationships, and I wanted to use this to stimulate in the viewer’s mind their own memories of when the wind made the leaves flutter in a small way, catching and splitting the spectrum of the sun towards the observer.
This is a 40″ x 40″ oil on canvas – “Morning, Unravelled”.