10x12 pastel on BFK
This morning as I drove to the lake I was obsessing over the use of chaotic marks in warm and cool colors, layered. I could see it all. Then I saw the lake-wow!!!!!! The thinking was over when the first pastel hit the paper. It was really one of those intuitive paintings. The pastel was my master. (sound familiar PB?) Pure joy.
I really like this one. It may not be my best painting but it's a ...ummmm let me say, a stretched epiphany.