This little painting was inspired by another exquisite @graeholliday pic over the Inanda Dam. What I loved most about Graem’s photo was the human lying flat on his back on the hill looking up at this great big sky.
But the human didn’t make it onto the canvas. And the reason is because this was one of the trickiest colour blends I’ve ever tried to capture in acrylic paint. I probably re-painted the tonal section of the sky about 10 times before I even got to the stars and city-scape. And at one point I thought – I guess some skies really can only be painted by Mother Nature, or God, or Gaia or the Universe (whatever you call it, her/him).
And when I looked again, I had painted the city with no space left for man to lie and observe. But we do that don’t we? We crowd our minds with so many details that we forget to make space for ourselves in the picture, to just be there.
Note to self: less ‘but how, why?’ analysis, more flat on your back star gazing.🌌 Hope Monday was good to you x