Painting is subjective both to the viewer and the painter. I have always felt a painting to be like a mirror - as each of us look in, the reflection is always different. When I first started to paint I had it in mind to paint a tree a swing could hang on , that could offer shelter from the rain or shade from the heat of the day. Something that would stand as solid as an oak. in the psyche of the viewer . That intent has not changed thirty-five years later and I am still trying to get it right. Here are some examples of what I believe may be worthy attempts . Some moments of stillness in a chaotic world