I was driving the back roads of Worcester County, my birthplace, this past week enjoying every swamp, pond, and glacial erratic. It’s a landscape full of chaos in slow motion – early uplifted mountains ground down by glaciers and turned into rolling hills, exposed ledge, kettle hole ponds, assorted wetlands, and old (sometimes new) stone walls everywhere. I’ve painted these scenes for years, but I never tire of them. Putting order to the chaos is like a puzzle. I want everything to fit in its own natural way. The laws of physics and gravity are important. This same adherence to natural laws is also evident in my more abstract paintings. The patterns may be denser, or there might be more layers, but gravity persists.
My landscapes act like an anchor. No matter what series I’m working on, I can go home again by spending time painting another scene from this central Massachusetts county. It’s a reunion. Details below. Enjoy.