The Sun Is In My Eyes

As the summer rush hour draws to a close, the interconnection of lives that traverse the Pont d’Aquitaine begins to thin.The sun is low and blinding, requiring intense concentration on the road ahead. Silhouetted, inside the vehicles before us, are experiences, memories and thoughts, all embodied within the dark shapes. We cannot see them, nor do we know them, but we brush with them instantaneously, as the sun brings down its mask as if to stop us seeing more. And thus, we continue, each one of us, on our journey, in our existential bubble.

Artist’s notes:
Evening sunlight can often create intensely beautiful near monochrome colour schemes. Here the lavender and golden yellow are perfect complementaries. The strong sunlight obliterated the full vision of one of the columns of the bridge giving it a ‘moth-eaten’ appearance. Broad palette knife strokes and loose brushwork added to the effect of blinding light.