We live by Lake Michigan. The sky is always ominous during the winter, especially down by the water where the beach is cluttered with ice and huge waves of ice are frozen on the water.
The sky remains deep and conflicted. It is strange to see people walk out on the lake and up and down paths that always promise they are not safe.
From the land it all looks as though it is wrestling with huge forms, huge new thoughts and conceptions of how the earth and sky will work together.
And on the beach frozen objects seem to model a new form, and things are jauntily askew or just barely noticeable out on the ice. I think I dislike all of it…it's strange warnings…and scary signs that are rusted and somewhat attached to the piers…and the wind arriving in giant bubbles that sweep you around...
Somehow there is the whiff of Theresa Duncan and Jeremy Blake being carried on these winds coldly out into the water hopelessly moving in all directions…sometimes with great destructive purpose and at other times with a directionless -an aimless madness...
A need to tell and hear stories is particular to the species Homo sapiens…-Reynolds Price
I had a dream when I was 22 that someday I would go to the region of ice and snow and travel on and on till I came to one of the poles of the earth. -Ernest Shackelton
Thee most amazing set of new paintings! Beautiful, thought provoking, you really need to send me a couple of these so they will be viewed and loved and not sit in a dark box for all eternity.
ReplyDeletethanks Nick…!
Deleteoh doug, this is such a beautiful post! and the paintings are absolutely gorgeous - i just love them so much.
ReplyDeleteGosh, who'd a known? How does one know what is beautiful? How can the be?
Deletedoug, ALL your posts are beautiful and i love ALL of your paintings!! i subscribed to your blog so i always read your posts in my Gmail account and never comment on them...
ReplyDeleteNo kidding. huh. that's weird how does that work?…how does anything work…?
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