New year, new work.

I always start the year with optimism. What other way can there be for the likes of us? I do though have to smile at my self for this almost childish naivety as one would think that experience would forewarn me. Yesterday I spent the afternoon looking from one painting to another adjusting this one and painting out that one, looking through my photographs, chiding myself to determine what I was about and then made these.

Of course it comes from a wellspring of landscape or inscape experience but if I could be sure that it was about painting too I would think that that would be enough to go on and to keep going on which, of course, we must. Happy new Year.