Cerulean Expanse

 

There are times when you sense the incongruity of landscape. I dream of a genre entirely of mine defintions. As I always describe in my second phrase when explaining impressionism - Monet captured the sun - the wind - the clean light - in his painting. I desire the sense of space and the atmosphere of the scene that I capture. A holistic experience of the senses - isn't that the ultimate artform?