Monday, 18 October 2010

Hunters' Moon

The lunar cycle seems so fast; here we are approaching another full moon, the Hunters' Moon. The guns have been out several times around the shelter, and the path has been used by more than me. Grouse bubble in the heather above the gill, and closer to the road, pheasant shriek and start and dash about in perplexity.

The winds have continued to tease the shelter's covering, and I've spent more time in trying to ameliorate their effect than in making new work. That said, it's a ripe and abundant time for experiencing the visual world and trying to make some sense of it..
As autumn rolls on, new life feeds on the old and dying. Transformations continue and the adaptive cycle is in full evidence. This skeletal tree pierces the sky with a heroic defiance for now, but it might not be long before the sky brings a wind that will break it, returning the wood to the earth and her insect armies.

1 comment:

  1. I've really enjoyed your work; I love the shelter-after-high-winds painting especially. Do you like Paul Nash's landscapes at all? Graham Sutherland? John Craxton?
    Making sense of the world, isn't that what we're all about?
    Thanks for this!