I paint a mountain - I think of its age - the strata formations or what grows on the mountain.
I paint the fog - I think of its fresh moistness - its stillness - its mystery. - Douglas Lockwood
I paint the fog - I think of its fresh moistness - its stillness - its mystery.
- Douglas Lockwood
I paint a mountain - I think of its age - the strata formations or what grows on the mountain. - Douglas Lockwood
I am the thing that I am painting at the time of painting. - Douglas Lockwood
I am the thing that I am painting at the time of painting.
I paint the ocean - I think of its vastness - its power - its wetness. - Douglas Lockwood
I paint the ocean - I think of its vastness - its power - its wetness.
I paint a tree - I think of how the roots go deep, deep into the earth. How the tree grows year by year toward the sky. How it stands with the winds. - Douglas Lockwood
I paint a tree - I think of how the roots go deep, deep into the earth. How the tree grows year by year toward the sky. How it stands with the winds.
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