
It started out as a landscape. It then became an abstract statement of my frustration. I was frustrated about not being able to walk directly to the park. I was also frustrated with covid.
The fun part about being an artist is that sometimes you start in one place. Then, the painting takes on its own life. It might drag you, kicking and screaming, to a whole different place.
No Trespassing was painted in my studio. I used a photo I had taken on one of my walks with Katja. We walked along a canal near our house. The canal is concrete and weeds are beginning to grow through the cracks in the concrete. I’m impressed with Mother Nature’s ability to thumb her nose at us industrious humans. She slowly uproots our cities and our homes. She reverts things back to nature.
It was turning into a sweet decorative painting that just didn’t match my mood. Industrial buildings line the canal. They occupy some of the best property next to the mountains and front range here in Colorado Springs. Large portions of land are marked ‘private property’ and ‘no trespassing,’ making it impossible to walk to the hillside.
My liberty was taken away. Covid 19 was killing millions of people worldwide. It kept me from making friends in my new town or even just going out to eat. I was mad. The decorative painting of weeds in a canal turned into a body count. Spirits were leaving the planet.
The painting is mixed media (acrylic, oil and collage) on stretched canvas 18” x 30”. The image is painted around the edges and does not require framing.
