For
months prior to my first trip to the Arctic, I had been anxious
to paint what I would witness. I had no idea how sitting on
the frozen Arctic Ocean soaking in the beauty in front of
me, would affect me.
Icebergs, glaciers, frozen oceans. As I paint the immense
beauty, I find the challenge is not to produce beautiful
pieces of art, but to have all my viewers get a feel for
the enormity and rarity of what I am experiencing. I sit
and think of cars, smog, pollution and destruction. What
will this serene area look like in the years to come? All
of these thoughts are what push me to keep painting. How
much longer before all this is gone? Anger, frustration
and desperation push me again to keep painting. To remind
us of our impact of global warming. We must work harder.
I find it amazing how different it is to simply paint compared
to painting with purpose.
