WELCOME TO THE LAND OF LYE
Ink blots out the sky. Rain and snow arrive in torrents and you need shelter from the ash terrain. Will you find an ice cave split by a ribbon of deep water or make your way to a tangle of city streets, jaundiced by the waning daylight?
Maybe you come upon the Witch-boy in a woods at moonrise, and all becomes crystalline as your eyes adjust to the dark.
Meander the stories, or make up your own—it makes no difference. Here are images to balance out your unrestrained hilarity, your over-the-top (probably unwarranted) joy.
Here are drawings, etchings, and paintings.
The Ohms survive in harsh environments; in the darkness of storms out to sea and the blinding light after a great whomp of snow has covered the terrain in wild mounds of cold down. Rarely alone, the ohms are nevertheless on a lonely and perpetual search. They never rest.
Cities and buildings devoid of people refract the last light of day in their ascetic glazing; a reflected gaze of human architectural endeavor. Empty or crowded, cities tell stories only of people. They're the mountains and canyons of our own making. They cast long shadows.
They look familiar. You knew some of them in another life. Their eyes tell everything and reveal nothing— lonely, inscrutable, wild, and regular. They are all of us, just faces pulled from the crowd. They don’t talk much. You can learn a lot from them.
Below are some recent paintings and etchings I've completed. Use the links to the Stories above to see more.
DEEPEN THE MYSTERY
“The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.”
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