The mobile sculpture strikes you as menacing. You regard it with caution. Bones upon black bones, lifeless and yet alive. A skeleton upon which your imagination hangs skins of guesses, theories and meanings. Is it a dark symbol? A trap? Will the bones collapse if the lightest of breezes moves through the gallery? ... Any… Continue reading At the Intersection of Art and Writing
This picture invited me to take it yesterday in Sky Meadows State Park in Virginia. It was only when I looked at it later on that I realized how much it reminded me of Andrew Wyeth paintings. ... Here are other picture inspired by Wyeth.