Sometimes when you make a painting, there’s something left unsaid, some part of the mystery of earth, water and sky that still needs to find expression.
That’s what I found happening with the painting of Wise Lake from Saturday. Even though I said I was done with the Congaree for a while, I really wasn’t. It was nagging at me.
And what was nagging was that I wanted to capture in one painting that feeling of the ephemeral nature of the swamp, that it’s both earth, water and sky all at the same time. And night is when that is the most obvious.
So I had to go back to the Congaree today and try to create the feeling of the swamp at night – the eerie reflections, the shifting lights, the fractured moonlight and the thickness of the air and water.
I hope you can feel it!