Pastel, pure pigment…painting with hands with nothing between me and the medium which is directly transferred to paper.
French makers of the finest pastels go into works of art that abstract nature, or express pure abstraction. The brilliance, and the buttery quality of the pastel stick allow the works to blaze like the sun in bright shades, or form murky pools of grayed down shades of subtlety.
Hard edges, soft edges, the trees, the branches…color. Painting from memory, images of shores, and sand or skies fractured by bright sunshine, or bouncing light off water.
Looking to the natural view, and taking it to its purest form while using the purest form of pigment available is a creation of joy for me. A place where time itself is lost.