I really can’t explain it.
These paintings of mountains, half dreamed, half remembered, have sort of bubbled up out of nowhere. I posted these two before, but here they are again to make a quartet of Icelandic dream mountains.
It has been very interesting to experience extended periods of flow and focus in the studio, allowing my painting to follow its own course. I mean without looking directly at a landscape as a reference, but instead working from previous sketches and drawings, and turning inward for memory and impressions of a place. I am curious about what comes next.
And the water IS very tasty.
Great that Iceland is so inpiring to you. Let it flow and enjoy the water! 😉