From time to time, confronted by life events, or when tragedy strikes, we become too overwhelmed to deal with mundane things such as keeping the plant pots filled. We come to the realization that our lives are lived small and are astounded at how quickly we move from home to hospital to the hole in the ground. Only life, death and regeneration are the eternal verities – the truth of the cosmos.
I’ve structured this series of five 24×24″ mixed media paintings in a minimalist way around the mutability of life – our long, slow waltz towards death. As we dance on our small stage from womb to tomb, these works sketch out a life story of missed opportunities and small defeats. I see these as little spots of recognition along the journey of our lives towards its inevitable end.