Round the Old Campfire 2014. Digital painting. Size variable.
Round the Old Campfire is a song we sang when I was at sleep-away camp over 50 years ago. People have gathered around campfires for thousands of years. Some of those people picked up charcoal sticks and made marks on cave walls. I make my marks with a Mac and software. Still singing and trying to stay warm.
Recently I have been trying to simplify my pictures and have been working in a more abstract vein. Inevitably, it seems, complexity creeps in. The pictures always end up evoking something or someone in the everyday world. One of the things I keep telling myself is that every instance of the particular manifests the universal. Perhaps it is also true that the universal only manifests through the particular. One thing is for sure, making these pictures gets me to a different place in my mind. Hope something similar happens when you look at them.
Below is a selection from a series of spirals. (As always, click on the thumbnail to see a larger jpg)
Below is a sequence of images called a walk in the woods. As usual, the imagery (and the narrative) came as a complete surprise to me. The first picture is a kind of entrance and then the next is perhaps the heart of the forest. The third reminds me of a climb up a hill. There seem to be many nest-like structures in the weird trees. And then, low and behold, I get to a spot where a cross appears. This is perhaps the biggest surprise, since I am a Buddhist. But, I am from the West, so as Jung pointed out, you can't really do much about where you're from. The last and most complex picture is, in essence, a summation of the others. The dynamic composition suggests that perhaps there is no end to this particular walk.