I’m still exploring the organic, maze-like surfaces of trees – and in the process I’ve gone further in the direction of abstraction.
In one case, I tried turning stumps into moons. There was something about the way the knots and layers of bark were coming together that reminded me of craters.
Some of these drawings were done in a group setting with friends. Others done while swilling coffee at the neighbourhood diner.
Oh, and here’s a bonus drawing of Rodin’s great sculpture in red pencil. As perhaps my last post might explain, I’ve been lost in thought, and this seemed – at the time – to be the best way to express heat and the muscular struggle and weight of thought without actually admitting anything.
I’ve really got to stop being so oblique. It’s one of my most frustrating qualities.
The collection of these grows steadily, and again, I find myself with the material for a legitimate show in the works. Once I have a venue, I’ll put them on display and make them available for sale.