Someone once said, "When you're pressed, what's inside comes out". I see this evidenced in my life. I have been pressed on every side this summer...beyond what anyone should need to bear...and here's what emerges from my soul: This painting is a result of showing up at my easel, putting brush to paper without prior conceptualization or thought, and seeing what happens. What comes out. The painting is meant to be open to interpretation...every viewer brings to the event their own feelings, imagination, eyes. I see storm clouds...but they're moving. I see rough seas becoming calm as they reach the shore. I see land, dark and distant, but an opening--a cove--for safe approach. I see reflections...mirrors to the moment. I see light...bright and glowing light...that remains constant despite the storm's attempt to obscure and cover. That's what is inside me...an ever present knowing that Light is within reach, just beyond the darknes...
