Where the Light Leads sets us down at a crossroads on the prairie grid — that ruled arrangement of section roads and fence lines by which this province was surveyed and is still travelled — where one track runs straight toward a stand of dark trees at the horizon and another crosses away over the fields. The gravel between them is dragged in long strokes of ochre and rose that keep the surface loose and well used, while overhead the picture spends itself: cumulus heaped in cream and lilac above a cobalt sky brushed in loose diagonal sweeps, the banks repeating one another at different scales all the way to the edges.
Cloud repeats itself at every scale, the way branching trees and moving water do, and NeuroArts notes how easily we take in that kind of patterning — looking without labour, held rather than taxed. The land below offers the opposite kind of order, squared and surveyed, and the painting holds both at once: geometry underfoot, weather overhead. The light falls a little more generously down one way than the other; the direction is offered rather than demanded, and the body registers that difference as calm.
What the painting finally offers is a decision that carries no weight. On the grid there is always another crossing a mile ahead, and another after that, so the question of which way to go can be held lightly — a summer afternoon with time enough in it, and no hurry to arrive. The road waits, the sky goes on arranging itself overhead, and the choice can be made in its own time.
Details
Acrylic painting on canvas
Unframed
Ready to hang
Dimensions in inches: 47 1/4 wide x 15 3/4 high
Ships with a tracking number via courier.
Where the Light Leads sets us down at a crossroads on the prairie grid — that ruled arrangement of section roads and fence lines by which this province was surveyed and is still travelled — where one track runs straight toward a stand of dark trees at the horizon and another crosses away over the fields. The gravel between them is dragged in long strokes of ochre and rose that keep the surface loose and well used, while overhead the picture spends itself: cumulus heaped in cream and lilac above a cobalt sky brushed in loose diagonal sweeps, the banks repeating one another at different scales all the way to the edges.
Cloud repeats itself at every scale, the way branching trees and moving water do, and NeuroArts notes how easily we take in that kind of patterning — looking without labour, held rather than taxed. The land below offers the opposite kind of order, squared and surveyed, and the painting holds both at once: geometry underfoot, weather overhead. The light falls a little more generously down one way than the other; the direction is offered rather than demanded, and the body registers that difference as calm.
What the painting finally offers is a decision that carries no weight. On the grid there is always another crossing a mile ahead, and another after that, so the question of which way to go can be held lightly — a summer afternoon with time enough in it, and no hurry to arrive. The road waits, the sky goes on arranging itself overhead, and the choice can be made in its own time.
Details
Acrylic painting on canvas
Unframed
Ready to hang
Dimensions in inches: 47 1/4 wide x 15 3/4 high
Ships with a tracking number via courier.
