Don Quijotte -2002, 126 by 73 cm, sand, earths, wood glue, varnish and acrylics on canvas.


My studio is full of driftwood, rocks, old ropes discarded spinning jennies and other such things.  I arranged these into a collage, on the floor of the studio, a figure curled on its side perhaps buried and now excavated, or overcome and just seen.  Canvas stretched over the figure like a shroud and acrylics, sands and earths, fixed with wood glue and yacht varnish used to ‘trace it’.  Eventually the canvas was stretched flat; the figure that emerged was Don Quixote, lost in a dream – a fitting end for a mythago; resurrected and stretched flat on a canvas but still better that than being shattered into calligraphy characters and locked up in a closed book. ‘Mythago’ in his books is a lost memory congealed in something tangible – in leaves, branches, bones, discarded things.)




Mythago 2 - 2003 to 2004, 224 x 150 cm, sand and soil from many places, acrylics, wood glue, red oxide, yacht varnish.


This is another studio piece, a follow-up on Don Quijotte.   It started as a collage of found objects on the floor of the studio, a full size figure of man, curled up on its right.  The frottaged figure is the pink speckled texture of Lewisian gneiss – the oldest rock of violent metamorphosis. The figure is rock formation, a man and the whole canvas is a shorescape in storm.  But clearly what emerged was not Don Quixote but somebody nameless.