An 8 painting collection that show the Sun throughout the day.
12"x24" acrylic on panel
The first wave of sun moves like a big warm ball of smoke, billowing over the horizon. Each tendril of cloud races to reach further-furthest West; the first to push back the night. In minutes the sky is filled with light but not before one ray of sun cracks that darkness first.
24"x30" acrylic on canvas
Waking up can be the drop of a boat down a waterfall on days that start quick and involve risks as big as the ones you dream at night. This transition can feel instant and shocking. A good night's sleep can end like the soft glisten on the water coming into focus. If we remember we rotate around the sun, it's like we've floated into the sunlight, and we're the ones in motion awake or asleep. When we dream our minds stay in motion like currents that run day and night. Some water rests in ponds. This piece is about the difference of waking up and being awake. Movere
24"x24" acrylic on canvas
By noon I picture the cowboy on his horse in the desert. He pauses to look over the horizon. Just a moment of notice before conquering the hill that lay before him. The reminder that sunset is approaching but the day is young.
24"x36" acrylic on canvas
By mid afternoon things are brewing. This is a time of day when stress feels good- and the focus is intense. You're studying in the library, let's say, and there's a storm outside. The world is quiet and the zone is yours, but then a butterfly lands on the edge of the desk. How unexpected.
Storm Cell is about peaceful surprises. I really like when there's one random patch of sun in the middle of a thunderstorm somehow peaking through the clouds.
16"x20" acrylic on canvas
All the shadows get long and there's a film of rose gold on everything. Saturation is in full glory; as is the first transition into night.
This has become prime time to take photos. At peak beauty, everything squared away, filtered by sunlight. (iconic generation accessory objectively speaking)
36"x36" acrylic on canvas
The color shoots from the gold light on the ground into the sky. It goes from orange, to red, then black, in a matter of minutes.
Without clouds to color the view, the setting sun can be blinding if in your line of sight. The last shards go down and your eyes relax into the soft purple sky that's replaced it. Easy to miss.
20"x24" acrylic on canvas
The night drips over the fleeting sunset like a Disney villain. Pixelating the colorful clouds and the stars step into focus.
With the warmth of the sun burning off, the glow of neon, spotlight, or fire, become turtle shell-pockets of light that sit under the blanket of dark. Standing alone without a shell however, is when there are stars worthy of notice.
12"x12" acrylic on panel
Life at night grooves and flows. Those who rise with the moon do it in silence and enter a world of serenity. The buzz is at a crawl, but it doesn't fully halt.
With the majority asleep, the world becomes filled with space. The barren unknown expands. However, the moon remains steady and is a personal companion to any adoring soul.
Starting with the intention of being abstract, these pieces have evolved to tell a rather personal appreciation for each time of day. In the same way a creek is pretty, the map to your drive to work is. Upon reflection I see nature in the mundane and lessons in the nature.
Thank you for reading. Feel free to email or message me question about any of the pieces and for further specifics.