It's those proverbial responses to abstract art: "They are nothing but blobs of colour on a canvas, even my five year old could do that".
I have to admit I have uttered those words of ignorance from time to time long before I came to appreciate the meaning and life behind such images by the late but never forgotten Mark Rothko.
For as long as I endeavor to paint with colour in my landscapes I am reminded of Rothkos blatant and in your face use of colour. Red on Maroon, a fine example of what I call just putting it up there and letting it live. It takes some serious guts to do that. Either guts or anger. I think Mark Rothko had both. I am not an angry artist, but I desire like fire to bring that simple and powerful colour into my work. To Simplify my paintings into colour spaces and just let them live.
This is what I take from that master; to just plain do it. To skip all the negative advice and just follow my heart. This is why when asked who my influences are I say emphatically that one of the greatest on me has and always be the late yet great Mark Rothko.
The Artists Journey
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This sketch above became this finished painting below
The Pine Tree Painter.
How did I become known as the Pine Tree Painter? You could say I paint a lot of Pine Trees, that would be true. I paint a lot of other things too, but Pine Trees, Spruce Trees, Birch and others seem to be a continuous string in what i do. I just like the way they stand there like a custodian of the land. or a greeter to nature. So, I continue down the path with the Pine Tree Painter name on my head, It's ok.