For a while there, I’ve been trying to push myself to get wilder, more expressionistic with color. While at Chalk Hill, I decided to go for broke. Using some neon-colored oil paint, I tried to strike a balance between reckless color choices and a still somewhat realistic depiction of the landscape.
The setting is the driveway in front of the house where I stayed. That window in the background is the window to my studio. During my time there, I would spend days where I would be on my own in this vast, beautiful land. I would barely talk to anyone all day. It was bliss. And I probably went a bit feral. This painting captured some of my state of mind while I was there.