I began this painting in April, at the height of the #Coronavirus or crown virus scare.
A quiet place along the river with the early light of day shining on the rocks, had me musing on the spectre of death that the news was throwing at us. From daily death count, human lives used to score points in some macabre game. The rock formation with the dead tree brought to mind the whole life and death cycle.
As all of us will all physically die (a certainty that we like to pretend will never happen, or only happens to “other people”). In nature everything dies and is recycled and used to renew, how could we be any different? We live by the laws of nature even though we seem to have forgotten them.