|Medium||Oil on Linen|
|Dimensions||120 x 120 cm|
Remembered pond, forgotten logs.
This small pond was in the vicinity of a number of paintings I had made in the Wienerwald. It was in the corner of my eye.
I decided to take it on, as I had wanted a subject I had previously given little thought to.
With this composition, I was attracted by the fact I had found it almost by chance.
I questioned myself as to why paint a few chopped old pieces of wood lying on a small ditch filled with rain water ? The randomness of the whole composition appealed, but yet again there seemed some cohesion between all parts of the composition.
The cut wood just seemed to belong in the small ditch, and the only thing that had a human or mechanical aspect, was the way in which the wood had been cut so cleanly, and again I liked that contrast and slight tension.
I was also conscious of how the circular shape of the pond would play well against the square canvas and give depth to the painting.
The painting was begun in early spring, and the rotting cut wood provided a contrast against the forever changing 'new' vegetation around the pond. From small shoots of wild garlic, followed by the powerful shoots of grass across the forest floor as the painting reached its conclusion.
The framing of the pond by these green shoots was intentional, they were there, and I wanted to evoke a feeling that the painting could go on and on, off the canvas, contradicting almost the fact that the shoots 'frame' the pond. Do you like my art? Then take a look at more of my artworks on my profile page.