Roses, June 19, 2014, oil on card, 18 x 15 cm
The Game with such pictures, Chineesishly, is to not meddle too much and, in the tradition of the fine watercolours from that country, enjoy chance events on the support.
And, in my case to marry this to the density of European painting. The expressionists were here before, but for me tension remains: between spontanaity and depth, between play and form.
As ever, in flower paintings, I bow before the majesty of Fantin Latour.