or After Joan Miro's Women at the border of a lake irradiated by the passage of a swan.
Wild-foraged clay (ancestral), processed clay, beeswax, dirt (forest, beach), studio debris, concrete, aerosol, oil, acrylic, damar, gamvar, uv archival spray on stretched canvas.
This piece began by considering Joan Miro’s masterpiece—and its poetic title. I wanted to encapsulate the feeling of being ‘irradiated’ by the explosion of Canadian spring: how the gentle arrival of a bird or the silent unfurling of a fern can impact our deepest parts and rewire our thoughts. I wanted to create an object that paid homage to the power of private moments of communion with nature--how it feels like the environment itself can open new rooms in your mind and teach us new ways of being. An elemental kind of knowing. Cold mud between the toes.
36" x 36"
Private Collection.