I’ve always been drawn to the landscape of the sky.
When I see a spectacular sky, something that grabs me and takes me out of myself I’m compelled to take a photo. Not as a record but as an emotion that I feel. I’ve always loved to watch clouds. Growing up in Brooklyn, my sister and I would lay on our backs on the stoop and watch clouds form, collide together and move into different shapes, all illuminated by light.
Clouds give a particular emotional tone to a painting – ordinary stillness or extraordinary events above.
And with a painting you can return and recapture a particular feeling, unlike with a cloud formation, where in a few minutes, it’s gone.
Painting clouds gives me a chance to create drama and depth, to internalize a particular moment giving it a tone. Baroque skies are dramatic and powerful while sublime skies have unearthly, visionary qualities.
There is always the association of clouds to heaven, with the divine, belonging to nature. Painting the landscape of the sky reminds me that we are all part of nature.
In this painting the sky and the road take on a luminous quality. Low clouds are separated by blue sky. Some clouds are like bunched cauliflower with flat bottoms while others dance in an airy realm of wind and space.