Wet season skies

Finally I've managed to carve out a few days to focus on painting.

I found doing more than pencil drawings on the boat too hard; there is so much going on while on the water and it's too hard to bring the sustained focus required.

So this is the story so far in the last day of 2006.
Road into the Sea. A meditation on the lines that get marked across life. The inevitable transitions that at best we accept gracefully. I was rigging up the boat on Christmas day and it was raining.

The air was still and close the water calm. The rain eased and a rainbow shimmered into view.

The triptych acts to divide the looming navigation beacons from the woman in the yellow dress and her dog. The puddle in the foreground catches the sun as it trickles down the ramp into the sea.

This is the first painting I've conceived and completed for a long time. But once the opportunity to release the pent up body urge to create arrived I felt the brush and my hand were no longer my own.

Last Light. A study of the sea and sky as they catch the final shafts of sunlight on Christmas day. The water is restless as the first surge of the monsoon develops. Beating against the flood tide a yacht heads out to sea.


There is one more nearing completion...that moment when the thing created suddenly speaks. Says; No more. I can do it by my self now. A border that, if crossed, my suffocate the very vitality sought.