Journeys
This series emerged from a very specific moment and in a very specific space. One night on my trip to Edisto Island, South Carolina, I saw these long figures in the distance (shrouded by shade and overhanging foliage). The figures were moving away from me and towards some location in the distance. It was not clear where they were going nor was it clear if it was a procession or a gathering. In this moment, I heard the following, which emerged (at once) in as well as around me:
Sometimes the journey must be taken alone and it appears endless. At
other times, the journey is traveled with others and it is short-lived.
Traveling by land, sea, air or in the mind, the journey has many faces and
goes many places. Sometimes the journey is a struggle. Sometimes one
doesn’t want to go any further, but, rather, they wish to rest and stay put.
Regardless of one’s intentions, the journey pushes one forward and soon
to discover an endless array of experiences and openings.
Sometimes the journey must be taken alone and it appears endless. At
other times, the journey is traveled with others and it is short-lived.
Traveling by land, sea, air or in the mind, the journey has many faces and
goes many places. Sometimes the journey is a struggle. Sometimes one
doesn’t want to go any further, but, rather, they wish to rest and stay put.
Regardless of one’s intentions, the journey pushes one forward and soon
to discover an endless array of experiences and openings.
Collective Dream
Medium: Pastel on Paper
Size: 22 x 28
