Summer is characterized by long hours of light, the illusion of endless days and the allure of bodies of water in which to bathe – i.e. swim, keep cool. Moreover I have an allegiance to summer because I was born in June – I specifically requested that birth date even before I knew my parents.
I abide by simple pleasures and cultivate euphoric states, an inner dreaminess which I work at sustaining well into autumn.
Heavenly summer – books to read, some of them gothic, Edith Wharton (yikes), a bicycle to ride – obviously one never grows up nor intends to. If tomorrow for some reason I complain bitterly and you never know, I might – it will become apparent I’m not consistent.
The painting below was done early evening a few weeks ago on the outskirts of Dundas.
oil on gessoed panel 12"x16"