This painting is part of the series on waterholes/billabongs and cornfields.
Historical background: this series preceeds the Flinders/Gammon Ranges/ King’s Canyon one, which itself preceeds the latest one about Lake Mungo.
Here is a painting of a murky billabong in south west of France. I like murkiness because of its metaphoric value. Quite evidently, it never offers anything clear, . One always has to constantly change position to try to see more, to understand what happens before one’s eyes.
An opinion can never be set, let alone become a judgement. But is that so clear within the “mundane”, in everyday life?
Our fears are so totally manufactured and tailored. Our consumerism and thirst for immediate satisfaction and comfort are so clearly the only way to our salvation.
Our addiction to pleasure and the setting up of the domination system of exclusive access to it by our politicians, media and bussiness people is so finely tuned that it becomes increasingly harder to accept anything else that disturbs, delays or even contradicts our black and white plans for our bright future.
GO for growth!…
Which growth? Led by whom? Growth for who? Which history is to be written?
Natural pigments+acrylic on rice paper and canvas.