Thoughts on Painting

There's a a melancholy beauty to the arc of a person's life. In order to feel the full breadth of life, we move through sadness, through longing, desire or passion. Often we try to avoid feelings like anger and despair, or grieving, and lose something important. We all survive painful experiences, and through the act of survival we are made beautiful by our endurance. We have this existence, where we touch and feel and smile and taste and dream through the arc of our lifetimes. And throughout this life, we are immersed in an ephemeral environment, a feeling of the space that we are in, of the time that we are in, how our history colors our experience, how we see that space, feel it, touch it. One can imagine our deepest feelings imprinting on the land. The landscape takes on our hearts.