my studio is a place where I spend countless hours absorbed silently in concentration, patiently building up my collection.
As the weather turns serious and the local rivers flood, it is time for Mahaloness to take shelter underground. Next in the list to do, a landscape portrait, ironically of a desert environment. What began as a napkin drawing is now transmuted into a painting. As I build the desert environment I am finding that there is some interesting influences in this work. Already I sense a little bit of Dali, Monet, and Renoir, to name a few. Perhaps this landscape will be what I think I would like our home to look like, no buildings, no visible habitation, a new frontier to explore with no signs of modern life. Does this make it partially fantasy, or even a dream? Perhaps. As we fill this planet with the human mark, this type of thinking may fall in the category of romanticism, it seems to me this is no different to when Renoir was painting amidst the horrors of WWI, his paintings were playful, colourful and filled with golden light and he felt that a painter should fill the world with beauty as there is enough tragedy going on.
fotoMahaloness -building a landscape in in-climatic weather.