During the day a roof pierces the foliage, lawns waves like a sea of green with white animals: slow sculptures, a challenge to hold their movements, contours and expression. A good hand exercise in moving drawing and composing. Some chickens and children move around the edge, hold on. Interesting tree formations, both in shape and color, a good practice of composition and color balancing. Am I doing it patchy or synthetic? Cover up some distant willows in autumn and my tulip tree turns a rusty yellow. Everything can be used as an image to express something from overwhelming to silent admiration or even abstraction of the forms. The seasons take place before my eyes and express origination or death, like life. In this way I use the direct contact with seeing outside of my usual themes to hold on to and express what offers itself and what I experience inwardly. Those are my window pictures.
Gabriëlla Cleuren 04/10/2020