I think in metaphors, well we all do. I also look for them. For me I’m far more interested in what the metaphor is than anything else. Of course, this might sound weird, but a lot of the time I’m super confused about them. It’s like I can think of it then it slips away. Strange. Still, I can look up the definition, that’s easy. But then thinking of it in the world of images is so much more complex.

Ok just ruminating now. I came up north this week looking for things, or something or anything.

Usually I just look at the water. I did that...but this time I turned my back on the water. The hill was there. I started to think of hills, what is a hill, why is a hill not a mountain. A hill is nearly invisible. Then I saw the shadows rising up on the hill. Shadows are interesting to me because they are projections, illusions, ephemeral, shifting, hard to see, hard to define. I learned this from one of my favorite artists, Jasper Johns. His work has always used shadows in ways that are obvious and subtle.

These shadows are the sun, behind me. In a sense the sun projects me into the image. Suddenly the shadow is my future. It’s climbing up another hill, it is only here for a moment but in that moment it projects life and energy, constantly changing.