Out of the Barn

Two Horses just out of the Barn, 2018, Archival Digital Print

Billy and I drove up to North Chatham to pick up tick and flea meds for the puppies. Coming back to the car, it was just the moment when two striking Thoroughbreds were let out of the barn. To watch these two, their pleasure at being free, actually kicking up their heels and stretching their long muscles, their playfulness with each other, was to step into another world. We are all eager for spring. I’m predicting that it will come early. I need to believe this.

 

Cold

A Hungry Hawk, 2018, Archival Digital Print

Just a snapshot from my phone yesterday, a hungry young Cooper’s Hawk has been hanging around hoping to get a warm meal. Earlier he was sitting atop one of the feeders  he was so desperate to eat. The birds disappear as soon as they catch sight and the place is empty until he leaves.

It must be very hard on a young bird trying to learn to survive in such threatening cold. Last night I watched again the PBS documentary on The Donner Party. It is tonic to anyone who feels sorry for himself or indulges in self-pity, a reminder of what being cold, far from home and lost can mean.  A young woman who survived wrote to her friend about the experience.   She ends with this advice, “Don’t take no shortcuts and hurry along the way.”  This young Hawk will have to learn that.

 

The Trump Shove

Rain, Again, 2017, Archival Digital Print

As we see the video loop of President Trump churlishly push aside another NATO member so he can be front and center, many of us wonder what we have become that a person of so little decency is representing us. Is this the acting out of what the world has always believed to be America’s need to dominate, the raw, vicious and snarling alpha dog for whom everything is a contest?  As the skies darken I wonder how artists will address this consciously or unconsciously. Will we aim to create a more enlightened space in our work or show it as we see it now?