Lunation
At Mangersta, our lunar neighbour woos the oceans, causing them to rise and fall. It’s an ancient rhythm that might appear infinite. One wave gathers, rises and dissolves, a one-off. Like breathing. Random, even chaotic, but the pattern is fixed, repeated, precise.
The Sound of Many Waters
Part of the magnetic appeal of the sea is that it bears a universal imprint. It is always the same, yet it is never the same. A bit like us. Or like fire. Or music. Or an atom. We know what’s going to happen, yet when it happens, we are hooked. How can something so full of repetition be so rich in variation?
Portraits
Yet it’s possible that the layers of sophistication we cover ourselves in are not helping us grow. Picasso said it took him four years to paint like Raphael but a lifetime to paint like a child. Other artists, from Klee to Miro, drew heavily from childhood art..
Transparency 2019
Perhaps the most remote locations now are the inner places within each individual, the exclusive den where the self crouches, beneath the complex strata of life. This is, of course, the very place Divinity looks to dwell, tries to reach.