Artist Statement april 2000
Marks, dots congregate, congeal and the line forms, accretes, wanders and so I follow it.
" the refuge of the road "1
the open road
feet of clay
endless skeins of time
"every day Im making ground "2
You choose a path, arbitrary or perhaps the only one youre presented with and you head out only to find yourself back at the beginning, circling, repeating steps, but as the path builds, if you are watching, you see beauty at every turn. Raised crossroads, the futility of the plan.
Blue for clarity (and yet it is almost completely opaque )
leave them all behind for heaven
"you, who are on the road, must have a code you can live by "3
So I contain it in the square, with quicksilver paint that sets up as fast as you can put it down.
"oh and I remember something you once told me, and Ill be damned if it did not come true: twenty thousand roads that I went down down down and they all led me straight back home to you."4
1: Joni Mitchell
2: Neil Finn
3: Graham Nash
4: Gram Parsons