Walking alone in nature, my eyes in long focus and my peripheral vision highly active, I pick up sideways glimpses of things. What I am seeking is the essence of things. I return full of impressions, which take time to digest. I paint remembering what I experienced out there - unique signature lines, flashes of color, feelings of things which do not allow being observed directly. For instance, how does ones paint the wind?
I recompose these parts differently than the way most of us would agree that we see them when we walk in nature. I try to take in everything, then later put these things down with all the senses revealed in the painting. Thus, looking deeply, one finds tiny jewels of meaning.