I paint/draw best and most passionately when confronted by a still life, landscape, or a posing model. I write best about a place when I am in situ, noticing details I couldn’t call up from my imagination.
Art is a dialogue for me, the joy of getting past the facade and reaching an emotionally honest place.
[It’s the kind of photography my father preferred to do, as well.]
Perhaps it is the only kind of connection an isolated child could make?