Dogwood Sunset Series
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Telling tales in and out of the forest in keeping with the idea of working in series
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Wendy has called me artist guy for some time now. I guessshe was hoping to establish develop
some sense of who I am in me. Not that I don’t know who I am. Before this I was worried-about
-being-lost-in-the-forest-without-cigarettes-guy; would never catch me going into the woods
with less than a couple of cartons of fags on me; not that I was worried about being lost in the
forest; just worried about being lost without anything to smoke. Going out regularly into the
woods with my dad as a kid enabled some intuitive directional sense in me. Works the same way
as dropping crumbs as you walk along without the crumbs.
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So Wendy feels if she can get some identity sense into me, then when in the woods, when I lose
my edges and become one with the forest, just in case I go too far, before I start to separate into
molecular particles ready to disperse out into the universe, I can summon up the ‘artist guy’
mantra and collect myself and find my way out of the woods.
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The red forest series grew out of losing myself in the woods. Not losing my directions,
well not really, but really becoming so one with the forest so that nothing else mattered.
and no, I am not crazy.
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Deep in the woods came upon a moment, when it didn’t matter which direction I went
next, north south east west didn’t matter, I did not know where I was, exactly. I just
stood there, and felt the whole weight of the forest surround me. I began to rhythmically
sway back n forth in time with the sound of the creaking of the treetops in the wind.
It was amazing.
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it was a moment i had stepped into countless times before and worked my way out in
many different ways. this time the relationship was unique. It was breathing and I was
breathing along in time with it. Part of it, I could feel the trees out there way beyond
those I could see. Amazing and out of control again.
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Conscious of the forces involved, driven by ideas I could only grasp bit by bit as
it grew with the painting, and looking for totally unexpected results, yet free
to control my thoughts and change my perceptions of how to translate this into
paint / into the point of new beginnings / to an aura of ‘coming upon’.
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The red forest series was sketched out ‘in’ the forest interior, and to convey
that sense of ‘oneness of the forest’ I felt, I simplified down the number of
colours I would use to overall reds n blacks on a back ground of white.
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The red forest series then forked into dogwood sunset series. Both parallel
series immediately received awards, sold briskly, and now, looking back,
I am ready to let go of the ones I kept back / those posted here as available
and see what other red forests are inside me waiting to get out on paper.