A painting often begins before the brush touches the surface. It starts on a walk, in the way a hill darkens under a passing cloud, By the time I am in the studio, the place itself has already changed. What remains is a mixture of forms, weather, mood, and memory. My art practice sits in that space between observation and recollection. I look closely at the land around me, but I do not want to record it like a map. I am more interested in what stays with me after I leave: a b