Part of painting outdoors begins with walking around with a sketchbook looking for a good subject. A few times I've explained to people what I'm doing, especially if they seem a bit concerned. Ha!
These two stumps stopped me in my tracks. At the time I didn't know why, maybe the circular shapes, maybe the mass, maybe that they were in the middle of an Aspen grove.
About an hour into the painting I realized I was making a narrative painting. These two were snuggling. What had they been through? How long were they there? Are they still communicating through the roots somehow? I'm guessing someone knows the answer to this.
Did you see a story in this?"
Mary
