5 - Remembered landscapes
This blog is about experiencing the extraordinary on our doorsteps. Today, I finished a painting I started straight after a walk I did in September from my front door, along the beach, through a patch of woodland, then cutting back home through the cemetery. As I painted I had in mind Joan Mitchell's remembered landscapes. Today's picture is a landscape seen through the lens of time and memory. My feetmap seems to have traced the shape of a fish, or perhaps a spoon. Whatever, that one rather ordinary autumn walk has kept me entertained for three months, sparking many exciting imaginary routes in my head as I painted its memory.