My eldest boy has just returned from ski camp. This is a photo he took on the bus as they passed the Tatra Mountains. With the socialist era flat blocks in the foreground, and the thick snow covering anything, it really sums up this country.
As winter continues and daily blizzards pile up the snow, I’m making use of a new-found Muse to explore a type of art novel for me: abstract. Ordinarily, I paint nudes based on silhouette and shade but I felt like trying new grounds. This painting, pictured, is called ‘Dimensions‘. It’s quite large at 110 x 100 cms and, like the others in the series, is oil on canvas.
I’m thoroughly enjoying experimenting and, hopefully, I’ll organise an exhibition some time later this year.
The early morning sun tries to break through the almost ever-present cloud cover over a Carpathian valley near Lake Domasa. This morning’s drive was so stunning that it was hypnotically beautiful. Every tree was white, their boughs heavy from snow fall
“The world in which we live isn’t the only world; and some of the others lie closer at hand than you think. The boundaries of the seen and the unseen are sometimes interchangeable…
…Anything may exist, in a boundless universe with multiple dimensions. Anything may be real — or unreal. Who knows? It is not for me to say. Figure it out for yourself, if you can — there’s a vast field for speculation — and perhaps for more than speculation”
The Hunters from Beyond, Clark Ashton Smith