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I am with Robert Frost, “One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.”
I love birches. I grew up in New England and they are everywhere.
I see them and paint them as bodies I know, especially female bodies, embracing, falling, supporting saying good-bye.
All the birch drawings are ink on rice paper, using dense Chinese ink and Chinese brushes that can go fat and wide and narrow and skinny all in one stroke.
I studied Chinese landscape painting the summer of 1989 and learned brush painting technique which I applied here.
I love the way the rice paper crinkles to suggest the texture of the birches’ white bark.
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