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Dragon dreams - Oil on canvas - 18" x 30in - 2011
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For a time, I have lived in an island city, nestled in flowing waters underneath seasonal avian migration paths.
Most mornings, in order to cross to the mainland, I traversed the busiest bridge in the country. On occassion, in the spring, if I was lucky enough, from on high one could see traversing the cloudless sky from the south, a feathered serpent sliding back and forth across the countrysides blue deserted sky among the horizons left over mountains. Approaching silently, sliding sideways, back and forth, back and forth through and on the morning sky.
They were only migratory birds some might think, but more likely it would occur to me as my car descended to the south shore, they were another manifestation of Quezacoatl journeying from the realms of humanities myths and legends.
Which made me wonder what other myths have their origin in our exceptional reality? This piece moves into that territory. I have read that there are two interpretations of Hokusai - the atelier of the north , or equally the winter dragon. Which along with that afternoon nap and potted plant, brings me to this realm upon a mountain keep ....
Most mornings, in order to cross to the mainland, I traversed the busiest bridge in the country. On occassion, in the spring, if I was lucky enough, from on high one could see traversing the cloudless sky from the south, a feathered serpent sliding back and forth across the countrysides blue deserted sky among the horizons left over mountains. Approaching silently, sliding sideways, back and forth, back and forth through and on the morning sky.
They were only migratory birds some might think, but more likely it would occur to me as my car descended to the south shore, they were another manifestation of Quezacoatl journeying from the realms of humanities myths and legends.
Which made me wonder what other myths have their origin in our exceptional reality? This piece moves into that territory. I have read that there are two interpretations of Hokusai - the atelier of the north , or equally the winter dragon. Which along with that afternoon nap and potted plant, brings me to this realm upon a mountain keep ....