NFS (Not for Sale)
This magical landscape started from a memory of a walk in the snow among cypresses while snowflakes floated down and stood out against the dark green trees.
I was going to call the painting ‘The Dance’ because the way all the elements moved triggered the memory.
The first movement is a lento tempo: snowflakes float down to the breeze’s rhythm in front of us.
In the crisp blue sky, the arabesques of clouds laden with snow folding and swirling across, shift the tempo to a slow and stately adagio.
While on the ground, the tall, slim cypresses sway in the freezing breeze to a tempo allegro.
Different moves for different shapes. Different colours for different moods.
The invisible conductor’s lead creates a beautiful melody.
Have I managed to capture the rhythms of nature?