“Sycamores, Nature’s Rendition”
John Ruskin, many would assert, was the 19th century’s most famous art critic, though his reputation at that time as a polymath and contemporary Renaissance man elevated him into other spheres of ideas and endeavors. An extraordinary draftsman, watercolorist and philosopher, he championed the interrelationship of nature, art and society, positing:
“Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty.” J. Ruskin
In the spirit of his observation and my own obsession with American Sycamores, I post this image taken yesterday late in the day after a light snow collected in the crevices and shadows of the forest floor just above the banks of the Chagrin River. These images are eerily reminiscent of Gustav Klimt’s slightly abstract portrayal of trees, especially the beech and birch forests that attracted him.
I would note there is no saturation or Photoshop compensation here, simply “nature painting for us … pictures of infinite beauty.”