What the true meaning of it is...

You know, I have been asked many times what is it that makes my paintings what they are. It is this and only this; 
It's not about the twisty Pine, or the flowing water. It is not about the forest or the birch trees. What it is, it is about the feeling you get when you see the tree, the water, the birch. It is standing there. Stopping everything that you know. Stopping and feeling. Feeling the place, the space, the loneliness, the solemness, the resoluteness, and then the power. The power of that thing to moves your feelings, your emotions. When it says to you the participant in it's environment:
 "Stop! Stop whatever you are doing and just stand there. You are not here to give something. You  are not here to add something. You are not here to give permission or grant authority. You, my visitor friend are here to be enveloped. To be captured. You are here to have your soul exposed and I, the tree, the water, the birch will certainly ensure that you feel. Once you just stop and allow me to do so."
That is where this artist is when I stand in the midst of such awesome power as the twisty pine, the raging waters, or the sparkling birch. 
I am trying ever so helplessly to invite you the viewer to become a participant in the spiritual experience I am having.