With much of what I do I follow the lines of the landscape. I came up with this remark a long time ago when rather intoxicated at a party. I didn't even remember until a friend told me about it. There's a lot of truth to it though. The lines outside lead my eyes towards horizons or rather away from them. They give or distort balance. They supply rhythm or break it down. They are means to guide ones eyes into a picture and tell the carefully hidden tales within them.