‘The Pool of Narcissus’ 2016 Watercolour on paper 35cm x 50cm
He knows not what he sees, but what he sees invites him… even as the pool deceives, it tempts him with delights. But why persist? Why try to grip an image? That shape has nothing of its own… it comes with you, with you it stays, it will retreat when you have gone.
Ovid Metamorphoses
Painted 26.5.16
14x20cm
THE BENEVOLENCE
A very bright light, bluish white
Incalculably larger than any star.
Why should it not affix
To the grand motion
Setting as the pink moon rises
And disappearing into leaves?
The cloak of the forest closed over
The minuscule folds of a man.
Painted 3.8.16
14x20cm
Painted 7.16
14x20cm
Created 3.11.16
Created 24.9'03
Created 27.11'16
Created May 2017
Created 4'16
Created 9'16
Created 2016
Created 2016
Created 2016
Size 14x20cm
Created 2016
Created 5'16
Created 20.3.16
Created 5'16
Created 5'16
‘The Pool of Narcissus’ 2016 Watercolour on paper 35cm x 50cm
He knows not what he sees, but what he sees invites him… even as the pool deceives, it tempts him with delights. But why persist? Why try to grip an image? That shape has nothing of its own… it comes with you, with you it stays, it will retreat when you have gone.
Ovid Metamorphoses
Painted 26.5.16
14x20cm
THE BENEVOLENCE
A very bright light, bluish white
Incalculably larger than any star.
Why should it not affix
To the grand motion
Setting as the pink moon rises
And disappearing into leaves?
The cloak of the forest closed over
The minuscule folds of a man.
Painted 3.8.16
14x20cm
Painted 7.16
14x20cm
Created 3.11.16
Created 24.9'03
Created 27.11'16
Created May 2017
Created 4'16
Created 9'16
Created 2016
Created 2016
Created 2016
Size 14x20cm
Created 2016
Created 5'16
Created 20.3.16
Created 5'16
Created 5'16