This canvas actually wore its first strokes of paint last July... True story! I felt inspired to do scenery painting from a window vantage after noticing my cat, Tibby, watch a homeless man walking up the street from her window perch. I was struck by the irony. An animal from inside a comfortable home with food and water at the ready, watching from within that house's glass, a human carrying probably most if not all of his belongings on his back, in constant search of a meal. Ironies like that always disturb me. I guess I took all of my discomfort and created a painting with it.
So obviously, since I started this piece in July, I had no idea it would become a winter painting. I had two solid sessions in the warm sunlight before time flew by. I grew up in Florida, so I take for granted the fact that summer weather doesn't always last.
When hot months gave way to cool fall which gave way to frigid winter, I decided I want it to be a snowfall scene. It was an even more profound setting for the heart of my piece, and I think winter is how I'll remember this season of my life in St. Joseph, Missouri.
When it came time to paint a person to represent the man who originally inspired me so many months before, I had planned on pulling an image from Google when a hooded figure actually started a slow climb up the hill in the snow.. It was one of those incredible moments in the creative process.. I was definitely bouncing around the house with excitement yelling "There's a person! There's a person!" while running back to the canvas to quickly brush him in.
I finished my very last touches to this piece yesterday. Because it was snowing. On March 24th. WHAT! haha. It at least gave this procrastinator a chance to finish.