I have been exploring the idea of an ecstatic landscape. Whenever I begin a new work, I am convinced I will never paint again. My last painting always seems like it was the end of the road. I berate myself for not being up to the task, for choosing a bad subject and on and on. With oil, it is a slower process. The first layers tend to be stringy and miserly. I look and wonder how I ever made a painting before. Then, little by little the picture emerges. The task of the tree paintings is different than the annunciations. For the tree, I have a model of specificity. I am trying to make the paint broadcast a sense of the physical experience of the tree, of its relationship to time and place. The tree paintings are a record of beholding. I use oil for these because the palette is better suited to the unnameable color of bark and undergrowth.

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