Summer seems to be a time of heightened awareness. Everything is out in vibrant display. The light is brighter and seems to glisten and burst forward, as if a giant volume knob is, (to use a reference from the movie, “This is Spinal Tap” ) … turned up to “eleven”.
So, painting here at the wild edges of a California forest, I found that the intensity of the washed out color in the brilliant midday sun was in contrast to an equal amount of silence and tranquility. The sunlight, warm, steady and bodacious, mingling in the leaves and rising from the dry grass, shares the space with the cool and quiet shade under the branches.
It occurred to me, that the presence of this scene will be as it is for some time, regardless of anyone to witness it. The center of the scene seems to draw some curiosity deeper into the vegetation but also suggests that the visitor has ventured far enough. I came away with the thought that it was like a wild whisper.