Shadows & spirits

In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood—
A lord of nature weeping to a tree,
I live between the heron and the wren,
Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den.
Theodore Roethke
from In a Dark Time, 1963

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National Gallery Washington

Souvenirs, memories, 18th Century paintings, a letter…or two -sealed, secrets and untold family stories that remained within boxes on dusty shelves. The ever present past haunting and riveting..they follow me during daily errands,and accompany each hours in my studio.