The Gorge and its Skins
May 20, 2019
Over the last three years I've become increasingly attracted to earthy palettes and the kind of details they offer.![](https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/7af3fb9135142c857213b545109148d686857d7df4843357701341129afa5775/dsc01903.jpg)
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Reds were not a big part of my forest palette until I moved to the colder climes of Canada. Now they are an inextricable part of the seasonal landscape and linger long after the fall and winter. These days, I find myself seeking these tones whenever I'm in a wooded area.
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I'm not sure what these textures are saying to me. Only that I feel drawn to their banal complexity and richness of detail. Maybe I am attracted to their quiet existence and natural / accidental births. It's not a curiosity. I'm not drawn to asking questions about how they came to be. I think I'm just happy to have crossed paths with them as they are.