July 28, 2020
87th entry, Brienzwiler
Each year I have the desire to drive on a hot summer day through the countryside to the cornfields in order to observe, be still, listen to the summer and glide my hands over the ears of grain gently swaying in the wind and feel the earth. These moments when the earth shines golden like the sun itself are magical for me.
I cannot help but paint these impressions, so the following day I created four small-format oil paintings with cornfields. Two are on wood (33 x 29 cm) and two are on canvas (50 x 40 cm). I was especially struck by the fourth one.
Here the sun and the cornfield take up the same amount of space on the canvas. The sun is already low over the ears of corn, but the heat of the day and the power of the sun are still noticeable. A timeless moment. A great peace spreads out.
Here the sun and the cornfield occupy equal space on the canvas. The sun has already set low over the ears of corn, but the heat of the day and the strength of the sun are still felt. A timeless moment. A tremendous peace spreads over all. I named it A Golden Day.