Commissions require thinking time, to weave my ideas, a given landscape, and the patron’s wishes into an image. So in between periods of thought and contemplation of my current commissions, I finished painting this little one.
I often feel, when painting, as if in an ivory tower, somewhere halfway between a dream castle and an artist’s garret, the tower filled with a winding staircase leading to rooms at the top, full of sun and books, canvasses and paint…