Dartmoor

I think hiking on Dartmoor is one of the greatest pleasures in life. There is no landscape like the moors, nowhere with folklore like that of the piskies and giants, the ghosts of the moors and the black dogs that roam on the wild hunt.

One of my favorite places is Wistman’s Wood, the last remnant of the oak forest that is said to have once covered all the moor. Now it’s imposssible to tell where the trees and rocks begin and end, so covered in moss and lichen are both the living oaks and the cold granite.

We walked to Wistman’s in the pouring rain, where we were met with tales of Kitty Jay, the suicide whose grave lies at the meeting place of three parishes, always decorated with flowers (and each time I have been there there are plants on the grass covered tomb) We heard the story of the witch of the tor who lured travelers to their deaths and was finally pushed from the top of the tor by a moor-man hero; the brothers who are doomed to roam the moors in search of their murdered brother; the black dogs of the devil’s hunt. My old friend Sandy runs a theatre company, so we had a performance made for our visit including song and Dartmoor folklore. 

No photos, the rain stopped that, but added so much to the event. What a place.

 

 

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Avebury photos

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The Devil’s Den. A lovely spot, dramatic, isolated and worth every minute of the journey. 

 

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On Fyfield Down scattered sarsen stones mingle with thorns, creating a magical landscape populated by crows and occasional sheep, one of the most beautiful places in the West Country. If the old fairie folk were going to live anywhere it would be here.

 

 

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Avebury

We have had a fantastic two days at Avebury, the greatest megalithic temple in the world. It’s a giant circle of stones surrounded by a deep ditch and embankment combining to an impressive thirty feet or so in places. When it was built four thousand ago the embankment and ditch probably reached up to sixty feet in total depth from the top of the embankment down, all a bright white because of the chalk rock concealed beneath the grass.

We walked to the circle from the Hackpen Hill white horse, visiting Devil’s Den and the Sanctuary on the way, then following the twisting path of the avenue to the stone circle itself. I think this is the very best way to arrive at Avebury as it is most likely that the Neolithic builders of the site did the same thing.

Devil’s Den is the remains of a chamber made from three huge boulders, one balanced on top of the other two. A very small chamber is created beneath them. Either this is the smallest chamber in Britain, or it’s been robbed for its stone so extensively that almost nothing remains, or it’s a fanciful Victorian “reconstruction”. Regardles, it’s a beautiful site now, truly a romantic haven.

I can’t post pictures today, so I’ll find a wifi place tomorrow and add something to the blog.

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Bones of my ancestors

Here, resting in the British Museum, lie the remains of an ancient Briton. This fellow was placed in a crouched position with a beaker marked with the impression of a piece of cord. 

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The people who made the great stone circles were the same as contemporary humans: equally intelligent, just as worried for the futures of their children, identical to us. They prevailed in conditions that were sometimes severe and survived to pass their heritage to us. Shouldn’t we respect and admire our heritage? Megalithic culture spread as far East as Mongolia, where extraordinary standing stones survive, decorated with leaping animals. The megalith builders were capable of great architecture and spectacularly gifted as tool makers with limited resources. I find it hard to comprehend how difficult it must have been to build Avebury, West Kennett, Stonehenge and the other marvels of the Neolithic.

Now the bones in the museum excite children, but they can also act as a reminder  of how close we are to those ancient people and how much we owe them.

Here’s an interesting contemporary twist on neolithic culture, a chromium megalith. I enjoyed the play on ancient and modern cultures in this piece. This was also at the British museum, but I cannot locate any information about the artist or materials at the moment.

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In England

It’s colder and grayer, but we made it here in one piece despite some drama on the way when a bus caught fire outside the terminal at LAX, reminding me of the Glasgow airport incident with the Jeep Cherokee. In this instance it was a great thing for us, as we zipped through check-in and security faster than I have ever done before. 

London has roots deep into the ground. The buildings feel as though they have grown from the fertile remains of previous cultures, dating back to the prehistoric settlement taken and expanded on by the Romans. I feel as though there is a depth to the city that we humans forget, living on the surface and forgetting so quickly the events of past generations.

I’m pretty tired, so I’ll leave posting more, but the layered depth is what really is striking me about the city right now, the palimpsest of the inhabitation. Tomorrow we’ll visit the British museum in search of archaeology. 

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England

englishflag.gif  I’ve been quite preoccupied with wrapping up the administration of the department for the academic year and preparing to travel to England on a trip with fourteen of my students and my colleagues Dr. Marja Mogk and Stephanie Shaker. 

I expect the blog to take on a distinctly different flavor for a while, because instead of working in the studio I will be looking for source material, dreaming and exploring mystical and unusual places that appear to act as bridges between the mundane and extraordinary worlds. We’ll go to Avebury, Bath, Glastonbury tor, Dartmoor, Tintagel, Penzance and Stonehenge, to name only a few.

My camera and laptop are my constant companions. You are invited to come with us via the computer screen…

 

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Earth Day bottles XIII

That’s it. The bottles have been packed away for their next incarnation, which I hope will be in the show at the Brand gallery next year. I ran into Alyssa last week and asked her about the tree in the courtyard there, she said that she would ask the grounds people not to trim it this year so there will be a nice full canopy. 

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Here my helpers Gillian and Sheena take a break after cutting down the bottles from the oak. It was far easier to get it all down than it was to put it up.

No trees were harmed in the making of this artwork… 

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Crucifixion population

1. img_5677-copy.jpgDistillery Collective painter Gary Palmer is the guy on the left with his hand on the dread-locked woman (his sister Tracey).

2.img_5676-copy.jpgGallery owner Bert Green is the bald, goateed guy who looks very pleased with himself with an axe on his shoulder standing before the cross.

3.img_5687-copy.jpgLos Angeles painter Christophe Cassidy is the guard with the rifle on his hip to the right of the cross.  

 

 

4.img_5680-copy.jpgLight sculpture artist and burner Sean Sobczak is Jesus.

  

5.img_5686-copy.jpgSkinny Puppy singer Nivek Ogre is the guy on the right of the three main figures in the foreground.  

6.img_5690-copy.jpgMusic Video and horror movie director Bob Sexton is both of the crucified thieves (not suitable for children).  

 

 

7.img_5678-copy.jpgThe amazing dancer Lisa Lock is the ululating woman on the bottom left of the canvas.

Gorgeous Amy Moon, rock star hair guru Lynn Hyndman (my muse, who I have painted so many times) and dinosaur wizard John Scott Lucas are also in the piece. 

Looking at the painting after such a long time is a vivid reminder of the passing of time. It really captures a time in my life that was quite dramatic and transformational. I had recently crashed my car and started to take painting really seriously as my dharma.

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Sketch

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Here’s the sketch of the crucifixion. I noticed a couple of things worth commenting on. First, clearly at the time I made the initial drawing I had not researched the acacia – in this early version the tree was going to to be an olive. Second, I had intended to pose as the centurian myself, although my old friend John Scott Lucas took that role in the finished work.

You can see the wave composition clearly at this early stage, with the tilting of the crowd toward the upper right corner and the curve of the tree with its foliage as the foam.

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Crucifixion / Altarpiece?

If you’ve been visiting the blog to keep an eye on the progress I’ve made with the Aviator’s Dream, hold that thought. It’s the end of semester and I’ve been buried under grading and the poignant prospect of saying farewell to our senior art majors, who are finishing their time at CLU.

I have been talking to friends about the idea of taking the crucifixion painting on a tour of progressive churches around Southern California and elsewhere during the easter season in 2009. It’s a provocative piece that makes a good talking point. The image is quite disturbing. 

Mike Adams gave me the great idea of creating an altarpiece out of it, with a less aggressive painting on the outer doors that would cover the work, allowing it to be revealed during the Easter season like the extraordinary Isenheim altarpiece crucifixion by Matthias Grunewald. I love the idea (it’s the quantity of  work needed to complete the project that scares me).

 

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I did a great deal of research to make certain that the way I painted the actual crucifixion was correct. Obviously there were no Enfield 303’s in the time of Christ, I’m talking about the torture of the three victims in the painting. 

There remains one task to complete the work: the addition of an acacia tree in the top right corner. Because of its tenacity and propensity to regeneration, the acacia is well suited to use as a symbol of the renewal of life. It is said that the acacia will re-shoot from even the smallest fragment of the root.

Curiously, acacia wood was found in the only archaeological evidence of a crucifixion, the heel bone of Jehohanan, a young man in his mid twenties who had been crucified between 7 AD and 66 AD then entombed in a cave-tomb to the North of Jerusalem. A round headed nail was pounded through a piece of acacia wood, then through the heels of the young man, and on into a piece of olive wood that made the cross on which he perished. I think this suggests that the hands of Christ may indeed have been nailed, sandwiched between a plank and the horizontal beam of the cross.

Found throughout Israel, the Common Acacia, A. raddiana is a species that may also be found in Sinai, the desert land through which the Israelites are said to have passed during their wanderings toward the promised land. It is likely to have been the wood of the Common Acacia that would have been suitable for construction of the Arc of the Covenant.

The acacia has the unusual property of producing gum Arabic as an excreted resin. Now used to make capsule casings for orally taken medicines, the gum is highly nutritious and has been suggested as the source of the legendary Mannah that sustained the Israelites in the desert. The bark of some Acacias has a high concentration of DMT. Don’t chew the trees.

In the sketch for the painting, I rendered an acacia in the upper corner as a way to continue the wave composition suggested by the arc of the crowd and the circle of the moon. The tree suggests the foam of the breaking wave (think of the famous Japanese tsunami painting with the boat). I’ll scan and post the sketch tomorrow.

You’ve GOT to know more about the acacia? Try here. Note the intense long thorns in one picture. Crown of thorns symbolism? 

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