Cave drawings sketched swiftly in poor light inside the Pileta Caves on the outskirts of Ronda, Spain.
No photography was permitted sensibly so any capturing of the momentous experience I had to make do with pen and hand. It was an extraordinary experience and the beginning of a renewed interest in antiquities and ancient cultures and their expression.
I regularly get an impulse to carve or paint out my most pressing inner symbols upon the walls of my own cave. I might do it yet. Rip off the paint work to get a raw surface and decorate my quarters with images from the deepest recesses of my psyche.
Its a matter of time really. The urge will one day become strong enough to produce the action. I’ve observed that in most of my doings.
Till then I guess I’ll percolate and allow what comes to float up to the surface.