There are moments in time when you know something has changed. Not something apparent to others but something unseen and un-named. I find myself doing a lot of exploratory pieces that are looking over there shoulder. Looking behind at something or towards something. So these were the words that arose as I worked on the painting below. I consciously wanted to keep do more freedom in the style…looser and with transparencies. Not quite as controlled as I tend to be. It is about finding a looseness and allowing the form to take shape. There seems to be something new emerging.
I looked behind me,
To see what had changed.
I heard it calling…
There was nothing there,
Just the reflection of who I was.
Then I stepped into the wilds that sang my name,
Where the wild things were waiting,
There where my heart plays,
Where the life lines blur
And in that moment I emerge
Different yet the same.
To step beyond the known, into the wilds…