I have been working on a series of paintings incorporating mixed media. The inspiration has been T.S. Eliot's poem The Wasteland.
Six smallish canvases arranged in a grid.
I have been inspired by Anselm Kiefer and Tapies.
I am very pleased with these as I have been working on them for a few weeks and their evolution has been exciting.
The last fingers of leaf clutch and sink into the wet bank
What are the roots that clutch, what branches gro
Out of this stony rubbish?
In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
The wind crosses the brown land, unheard
Here is no water, but only rock
Ringed by the flat horizon only
what is the city over the mountain,
cracks and reforms in bursts on the violet air