“I guess my journey as an artist began with this overarching spiritual quest and being raised as I was, I’d found that the pulpit wasn’t doing it for me.”
You can’t really tell yet, but that’s Elen I’m painting, the lost pagan horned goddess of British folklore. She’s Mama deer, spiritual consort, Shamanic pathfinder of ley lines and a divine fertility being.
“We are all bound thither; we are hastening to the same common goal. Black death calls all things under the sway of its laws.” Ovid
A reproduction of my piece “Space enough have I, to lie in such a prison” was recently included at ‘The Studio and Gallery’ exhibit ‘Splendor Solis, which is based on an alchemist grimoire of the same name from 1532.
11″ x 14″ Archival ink of velvet paper signed, dated and numbered
This is me, applying the final flourishes to a piece that may turn out to be called “Infernal Pitts shall never hold celestial spirits in bondage”, which of course is a couplet from Paradise Lost, but may end up being called ‘spirits unbound’ because it’s far easier to remember at my age.