|Ruts and Ridges|
A very different work for me, combining mixed media with my personal photography using digital transfers, resulting in slightly surreal abstract pieces. Last fall I took a digitally imaging class, the work that emerged from that exploration poked personally in places I have tried not to even scratch. While taking inventory and ownership of some truths I’d rather not share, several haunting ideas kept creeping in and with it, the surreal and symbolic imagery started to reveal itself.
Here are some other pieces in this series
1) Always Empty 2) Feed me 3) Navel Gazing 4) Ain’t No Magic
The inspiration for “Ruts and Ridges” was an observation about bike riding. How ruts in the ground or ridges can quickly grab hold, sometimes with disastrous results. My original thought was of a dear friend, but on further inspection, it really could be about anyone. It reveals that we all have chaos that tries to pull us back into old behaviors and habits. Even when it’s right, it doesn’t always feel right and there is sometimes discomfort being on the other side. The mosaic-like mirror pieces are a reminder that the person you fight is the same one in the mirror everyday. Your perception is your reality.
Any life change requires you to rewrite paths. Your brain has created ruts of behavior along with knowledge of past experiences. It is often harder to unlearn than learn. To break out of ruts, some so high, only blunt force will plow through. Even when on the other side the sun may shine, but still feel slightly askew. Beware of those swells that run deep and sometimes beckon you back into the void, the pattern of defeat.
Accept the instance, but don’t let it take hold.
Find the path, look for the signs and do the work. Do not hesitate.
Try not to linger.
Persist, move forward.
Each day is new.