I feel most alive when I’m outside, walking, observing, and being in awe of this planet. For me, early mornings and late afternoons, called the “golden hours” are best. This is when the sun is low in the sky and its light is raking across the myriad objects that dot our world, creating wonderful long shadows. The light is softer because it travels through more atmosphere. Colors take on an enhanced chroma that is a challenge and a joy to try to capture in paint.
As an extreme morning person, being near the ocean or a local lake as dawn is breaking is the absolute best way to start the day. Time is short before the rising sun burns off the mist. My fog series attempts to evoke those transient, magical mornings when heavy fog can transform the most mundane lake or stream into an otherworldly place and time.
Late afternoons on a farm or vineyard come in a close second. The low sun back lights trees, grapevines, or basking animals and just begs to be painted. Then dusk comes and colors slowly fade. So I turn in early, anticipating the coming dawn, which, oddly, is my middle name.
(This conversation will be published in the April 2015 artGuide)