RAZOR THIN
THE LINE between gardening and painting is razor thin, and one often bleeds into the other. June is an especially auspicious time; sowing, thinning, weeding, and transplanting countless thoughts and ideas.
It is a lush time, packed with sensory experience: the fragrance of flower, soil, and paint; infinite shape, habit, and texture; a continually unfolding palette of extravagant colors.
Daily reminders that my sense of touch is as profound as that of smell. I have not brushed the center of a dandelion or run my slow fingers along a blade of grass since I was a boy, yet I know exactly what they feel like, down to the dandelion’s hollow, milky stalk, the subtle, rough surface of the seemingly smooth grass.
I especially like Garden 1 and 2.
Thank you, Bill. Time to get together!
Love the way Abstract 22 zings you around the corner into the middle then out the back of the painting, depth and distance and close all at once
Love it! Many thanks.
Garden 1 and garden 2 are so compelling I’m being a pulled away from my own gardens to stare at yours. They’re beautiful. I see peonies.
How lovely! Many thanks.