I'm surprised by myself, I'd have thought my best effort would be technicaly better. I was wrong.
The tale so far...
This series is a culmination of concepts and desires I first began to flesh out last year or so, that are now appearing in my art and my stories.
Desire.
I wanted to be able to develop visual metaphores. Like a pictogram, logo or heiroglyph. I wanted the image itself to express a story, rather than act simply as a snapshot of object.
In a way, I wanted to be able to capture the essence of say a haiku, only in paint rather than words.
Concepts.
The Micro/Macro Thing
- The interdependancy of individual parts that make up a whole. The whole "We are more than the sum of our parts" thing.
- The possibility what makes us "more" than our parts isn't attributed to any one part of the whole, but rather the "harmony" that arises when all parts work together in tune, and in time.
- Nothing, is insignificant.
The mind in matter, the spirit in nature.
- The duality of existence; the yin and yang, the male and female, the sun and moon, the wet and dry.
- Sygysies, or paired opposites that make the world go round.
Let The Sun Shine In, Canvas and Ink, Nov. 2005this piece is an invitation to let the sun shine in, to the dark places of our souls and psyches.
Underground you can clearly see the flower's heart shaped bulb crack open allowing the beautiful bloom entrance to the wide world.
Rays of sun mix with droplets of water refracting light erupts in a riot of colour.
As a nod to the Hindu (water) god Indra and Uta Tulu (rain drop) , the atmosphere is painted heavy with rain depicted as dots within circles indicating the life inherent in water. The atmosphere is literally pregnant with countless potentialities.
There are two types of drops, those with outer rings sort of like the planet Saturn (hmm, planet of lessons and gifts, not always welcomed). The two types of drops are meant to expound the theme of duality.
On reflection I realize I've incorporated my latest dream symbol, the dot within the circle, and muse to myself how crafty my subconscious can be.
Droplets of water cascade down the stem of the flower, like pearls to be deposited in the black, loamy soil of the Earth.
Underground, the life drenched droplets gather, ready to release their burden's of minerals, nutrients and pollutants into the soil. Prepared to transport through the tender plant, and become purified.
From the lower right side, light escapes as water vapour to be gathered back into the atmosphere.
On the lower left side, you can make out a wee budding plant. A newborn testiment to the life affirming cycle of precipitation, fertilization, transportation, Transformation (water to gas), and transcendance (vapour gathered to its atmospheric source).
Birth on the left, death on the right , life takes place between these polar opposites.
The Waltz, Canvas and Ink, Nov. 2005The dance between heaven and earth (water and soil) a love story, of courtship, of a relationship abundantly fertile with its back and forth attraction. Birthing countless new forms while embracing the ones passed out of "being".
Again with the pearl like rain drops, carried on ribbons of wind. They cascade and twirl down the stem, into the bloom, through the carpet of grass and down into the Earth.
When I look at it, I hear an approximation of this : ping.pong.plop.ding. ding. slshh---- ping. pong. plop. ding. ding. slshh---
The musical sound of rain pinging outdoor surfaces.

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