Time has passed quickly since I began to paint full time. I have seen my artwork improve and move into directions for which I have not given much thought, it just happens. I feel as if I paint more from what I feel rather than what I see. It is hard to explain. I clearly see what I want to capture on canvas, but the emotion of that specific time and place--that freezing of a single event, has an emotional composition.
My use of color has also evolved. I gravitate towards bold strong colors and apply them is heavier layers.
My subject matter has widened. I am not sure if I force myself or challenge myself to paint something "different". I am comfortable painting architectural scenes. Building, angles...the geometry of man-made structures. However, I have this inner voice that want me to paint people. So, I will work on what I think I am good at--the man-made stuff, but I will also have a second painting I am working on, and this is of the human form.
I loose myself in my art. Painting up to 4 /5 hours a day. I am not sure where I go, and when I return to the work in front of me, I am often surprised as what I was able to accomplish.