Sitting in my studio one day, I glanced out of the window and felt the urge to paint exactly what I saw. The rooftops, the familiar skyline, and at the heart of it all, the church — a true landmark of our town, with its beautifully manicured park and graveyard quietly keeping watch below.
There's something special about painting a place you know well. Every brushstroke carries a little of that familiarity, that fondness for a view you've looked at a hundred times but never quite stopped to really see.
