Many Are Called

The Call

I found this piece of black wood while doing a beach clean at Shellybanks on the South Wall in Dublin. I was very taken with it so I took it home gave it a wipe and waited for the moment of inspiration. I saw the figure in the wood and brought it out in crayon which I later touched up with acrylic paint.

It is featured in the table selfies post but I wanted to give it its own post because I think it deserves it.

 

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The Rebel (Biro)

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Day 99.

I sense the beginning of a new obsession coming on with this Artist.

You walk through a series of arches, so to speak, and then, presently, at the end of a corridor, a door opens and you see backward through time, and you feel the flow of time, and realize you are only part of a great nameless procession.

John Huston